How you doin' out there y'ever seem to have one of those days   Where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case   From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend   Well, y'know, I used to have 'em just about all the time   But I found a way to get out of 'em let me tell you about it      Sitting in the classroom thinking it's a drag   Listening to the teacher rap just ain't my bag   The noon bells ring you know that's my cue   I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two      Smokin' in the boys room   Smokin' in the boys room   Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules   But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school      A-checkin' out the halls makin' sure the coast is clear   Lookin' in the stalls, no, there ain't nobody here   Oh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul   To get caught would surely be the death of us all      Smokin' in the boys room, yeah   Smokin' in the boys room   Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules   But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school   All right      Oh, put me to work in the school book store   Check out counter and I got bored   Teacher was lookin' for me all around   Two hours later you know where I was found      Smokin' in the boys room, yes indeed   I was smokin' in the boys room   Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules   But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school   One mo'      Smokin' in the boys room   Oh, smokin' in the boys room   Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules   But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school