The Italian Connection - Ascolta e Testo Lyrics Just a boy

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Picking your nose is not finger food
Son, quit licking the ash tray
Don't bite your toe nails and stop being so rude
My parents would always say

But I'm just a boy, being a boy
Living high in a tree
I torture my sisters, I like to pop blisters
Anywhere I get the urge I will pee

So mom and dad, please save your breath
Those words, just don't ring true
Maybe someday hopefully far away
I will grow up to be just like you

I like running with scissors fast down the hall
I like not brushing my teeth
Won't eat nothing green and I do make prank calls
Like to see if cats land on their feet

I like putting snakes in the mail boxes
I like to pretend that I bathe
Run around bare footed and cheat at hop scotches
I rarely ever behave

So mom and dad, please save your breath
Those words just don't ring true
Maybe someday hopefully far away
I will grow up to be just like you

I will grow up to be just like ...

Michael LeBlanc - lyrics; Marco Descontus - vocals; Franco Pietropaoli - 12 string electric guitar, bass; Max Greco - music, acoustic guitar

Album che contiene Just a boy

album The Italian Connection - The Italian ConnectionThe Italian Connection
2015 - Rock, Folk, Country Zimbalam
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