paroles de chanson Drop the Boy - BROS

I get down to dry my hair
With a little touch of gel
I read all the newspapers
But my mother still reads my mail

I won? t wish my life away but
Tell me if you can
Who decides when I? m grown up
And I? ve turned into a man

Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
But they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
And I? ll be jumping for joy
When they drop the boy

I? m tired of the boy thing
I? ve got other things to do
I? d like to be in politics
Can? t take another visit to the zoo

No more bikes or plastic models
And braces on my teeth
I? d like to drive a dino
And to live out of my reach

Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
But they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
And I? ll be jumping for joy
When they drop the boy

Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
But they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
And I? ll be jumping for joy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
But they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
I? m a man, yes I am
And I? ll be jumping for joy
Drop the boy drop the boy