high school but nothing's new Every other boy tries talking to you I guess graduating changes nothing at all So high school all over again Girls trick boys
like high school, but nothings new, every other boy tries talking to you I guess graduating changes nothing at all So high school, all over again, girls trick boys
Translation: Friday Night Boys. High School.
girls walking lookin' so hot, and the little boys' souls grow weak when the girls give them a double shot. School boy pops pull out the stops on a Friday night
girls walking lookin' so hot, And the little boys' souls grow weak When the girls give them a double shot. School boy pops pull out the stops on a friday night
Ron G, Its that grunga, steady smokin Gunja Im a come down bunch of money boucin like a bunny, boucin like a rabbit boys wanna have it, breakin boys off
at me and told me I ain't normal I always took it as a compliment Where I'm from normal is high school girls having kids Marrying the boys that you
Zano Ron G, Its that grunga, steady smokin Gunja Im a come down bunch of money boucin like a bunny, boucin like a rabbit boys wanna have it, breakin boys
Cheers from a high school football game On American Friday Night A chorus of the Pledge of Allegiance As the Veteran's rewind the fight The crowd roars
you a place to sleep living in their luxury Big Up to Chucky that's my dog for real though What up to Judge D since back in junior high school Johnny
the vine on the bathroom nuts I'm hairy as hell outta hell and tattooed up I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what? In high school I dealt only with
swing the vine on the bathroom nuts I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what In high school, I dealt only
going out to a party and you're planning to stay all night And when the weekend's through, you'll be back in school with your friends Then come Friday night
the vine on the babboon nuts I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what? In high school, I dealt only with
boys in hotel rooms Oh, and just when we thought we were no longer lost They kicked us out into the dirty streets of Atlanta So it's Friday night down
high school dance When the Beach Boys sang about good vibrations? My Victoria, Victoria, I could love you for a hundred years And still want more of ya We walked to school
