Drop The Boy (Art Mix)

1. 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.

[Chorus:]
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.

2. 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.

[Chorus:]
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.