I'm just a ghetto farm kid Never who, never what, never did 'till i went to the city
Come on, i'll admit That i did, yes i did (on purpose) Wear mesh shoes to a wedding
Life after haircuts is too short The scissors don't care how it looked Before when the damage is done, i'll Be convinced this time That i'm never leaving home They cut my hair with a bowl
I'm just a ghetto farm kid Never cool, never hip, never fit At my friends' birthday parties
Come on and play, they say eat cake Is there money in it? okay I'll go home with a dollar fifty
Life after haircuts is too short The scissors don't care how it looked Before when the damage is done, i'll Be convinced this time That i'm never leaving home They cut my hair with a bowl I'll have to wear a hat all the time And that last line didn't rhyme
Compositor: Riley Edson Armstrong (Edson Plain) (SOCAN)Editor: Flicker USA PublishingECAD verificado obra #5732984 em 21/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM