I got dirty vans and nasty plans and cans left on my desk
I got holey shirts and miniskirts revolving in my head
I’m awake all day, I stay up late, I’m tired and unaware
I’m a lost boy, I have got nowhere to go
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I got booze and paint and cigarette stains on all the clothes I wear
Had a wallet full of money but I guess it disappeared
I got broken teeth and ripped up jeans but I don’t really care
I’m a lost boy, I have got nowhere to go
Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh
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