Lyrics

shoo-doo-doo dom doo dom dey, doo-da-da oh, 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, oho, ooh, yeah, i won't wish my life away so tell me if you can, who decides when i'm grown up and turned into a man, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, but they still call me boy, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, and i'll be jumping for joy, when they drop the boy, ooh, when they drop the boy, doo-da-dey, 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, ooh, ooh, yeah, 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 the man, yes, i am, but they still call me boy, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, and i'll be jumping for joy, ooh, when they drop the boy, ooh, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, but they still call me boy, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, and i'll be jumping for joy, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, but they still call me boy, drop the boy, drop the boy, i'm the man, yes, i am, but they still call me boy, drop the boy, drop the boy

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Artist: bros