Smokin' In The Boys Room

Smokin' In The Boys Room

Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag

Listening to the teacher rap-just ain't my bag

By the 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 your rules

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 your rules

Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Put me to work in 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 your rules

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 your rules

Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Now teacher I ain't foolin' around with your rules

Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

One more time

Smokin' in the boys room

Smokin' in the boys room

Now teacher I ain't foolin' around with your rules

Everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Lyrics by Brownsville Station, I prefer the Motley Crue version

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This song reminds me of high school. For a few years I was the epitome of TROUBLE!!! *laughs* now I'm reformed I got my halo back. For a time I was wild and ignored the rules...anyone’s rules except my own. I knew everyone, I knew how to get what I wanted, and most of the time I did get what I wanted. I was a force to be reckoned with.

I remember telling teachers when I thought they were mistaken on information they were sharing and at times I didn't really care about their feelings because it didn't matter. All that mattered was that I was right. *shakes head* I was a hard calloused teenager at times, perhaps even a brat.

There are times looking back I wonder how I survived high school. Parts are like a daze, like I was a ghost for part of the time, and the other part is so very vivid because I was a troublemaker according to friends from church. I was labeled that because I befriended a few people that were considered to be 'pot heads'. *laughs* I enjoyed my time as a troublemaker because I didn't have to pretend to be innocent, nice or sweet. I had seen too much and lived through different things they didn’t know how to treat me.

*smiles* It was much easier to be a bad girl; I was very good at it. Now I'm even better. *smiles wickedly* I did smoke in the boys room, among other places. The first time I did it smoke in there was because one of the guys said I bet you won’t smoke in there, and he pointed to the boys room across from the main office. I boldly saunter over there and smiled at him as I went in, I let the other guys know I was in there and I lit up a cigarette and smoked it waiting for the one that dared me to wander in. He finally did and I mentioned that I preferred smokin’ in there than in the girl’s restroom because of the hairspray that was always being used. *LMFAO* That was the last time he dared me to do anything.

There are a few things that haven't changed as I have grown older. I don't like being told who I can be friends with. People that have tried to make me choose between friends quickly found themselves outside of my realm of existence. They were no longer part of my life. I wasn't a very forgiving person either, but that is something I have learned to become. I am fiercely loyal to my friends and family that I love that hasn’t changed.