Smokin‘ in the boys room  (1985)     (video)

 

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    (spoken): Did you ever seem to have one of those days,

                    when everyone seemed to be on your case,

                    from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend ?

                    Well, you know that used to happen to me all the time,

                    but I found a way to get out of it, let me tell you ‘bout ….

 

      D

1. Sittin‘ in the classroom, thinkin‘ it‘s a drag,

   Bb

   listening to the teacher rap just ain‘t my bag,

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    when two bells ring, you know it‘s my cue,

             Bb

     I’m gonna meet the boys on floor number two.

 

      G                                       D

Smokin‘ in the boys room, smokin‘ in the boys room !

   A                                    G

Teacher, don‘t you fill me up with your rules,

 A                                      G                                      D

everybody knows that smokin‘ ain‘t allowed  in school.

 

         D     

2. Checkin‘ out the halls, makin‘ sure the coast is clear,

     Bb

    lookin‘ in the stalls-nah, there ain‘t nobody here.

       D

    My buddies, Sixx, Mick and Tom,

         Bb

    to get caught would surely be the death of us all.

 

      G                                       D

Smokin‘ in the boys room, smokin‘ in the boys room !

   A                                    G

Teacher, don‘t you fill me up with your rules,

 A                                      G                                      D

everybody knows that smokin‘ ain‘t allowed  in school.

 

+  G - D - G - A (2x)     +  G - D - G - E - A

 

       D

3. Put me to work in the school book store,

       Bb

    check-out counter and I got bored,

            D

    the teacher was lookin‘ for me all around,

      Bb

    two hours later you know where I was found.

 

      G                                       D

Smokin‘ in the boys room, smokin‘ in the boys room !

   A                                    G

Teacher, don‘t you fill me up with your rules,

 A                                      G                                      D

everybody knows that smokin‘ ain‘t allowed  in school.

 

          G                                       D

+  Smokin‘ in the boys room, smokin‘ in the boys room !

 

+  CHORUS

 

      G                                       D

Smokin‘ in the boys room, smokin‘ in the boys room !

           A                                 G

Now, teacher, I ain't foolin' around with your rule,

 A                                      G                                      D

everybody knows that smokin‘ ain‘t allowed  in school.

 

+  D - A - G - A - D

 

 

    (Mötley Crüe)