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!

Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag 
Listening to the teacher rap-just ain't my bag 
When two bells ring you know it's my cue 
Gonna meet the boys on floor number 2 

Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Teacher don't you fill me up with [bad word] 
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school 

Checkin' out the halls makin sure the coast is clear 
Lookin' in the stalls-nah, there ain't nobody here 
My buddies Sixx, Mick & Tom 
To get caught would surely be the death of us all 

Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Teacher don't you fill me up with [bad word] 
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school 

Put me to work 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 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Teacher don't you fill me up with [bad word] 
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school 

Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Teacher don't you fill me up with [bad word] 
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school 

One more time 

Smokin' in the boys room 
Smokin' in the boys room 
Teacher don't you fill me up with [bad word] 
Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school