Drop the Boy (single edit)

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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