We stood there frozen as the baseball hit the bat   Watched it clear the fence in Johnson's yard   And broke that front door glass      We were already on that old man's list   And half way home, he was shaking his fist   Cussing that cloud of dust and boys like us      Boys like us are misunderstood   A little bit bad at being good   We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up      We like cars, guitars and swinging doors   Fast boats, gun action, four by fours   And girls that love boys like us      We saw the blue lights flashing   When my Mustang topped the hill   The chase was on, it was almost dawn   When we cut through that corn field      Thought we'd gotten away like the times before   But the sheriff was waiting with Dad on the porch   He likes locking up boys like us      Boys like us are misunderstood   A little bit bad at being good   We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up      We like cars, guitars and swinging doors   Fast boats, gun action, four by fours   And girls that love boys like us      I thought bust that Bud Light bottle over Bobby's head   It was tables and chairs, beer and blood everywhere   Over one to young co-ed      We don't hit the town looking for a fight   But one always finds us on a Friday night   It's dangerous being boys like us      Boys like us are misunderstood   A little bit bad at being good   We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up      We like cars, guitars and swinging doors   Fast boats, gun action, four by fours   And girls that love boys like us   Yeah, boys like us, them boys like us