Nobody Can tell me I know I know better now
Youre a kid Youre a brat
Clean up your room Throw out the trash When I was your age I heard it all Like livin under Your marshall law
I would think it was For my own good I would think it was true
Gotta be in early Gotta go to school They dont like my friends I dont like those rules
Im not a criminal Im not on drugs Dont wait up for me Im out havin fun
I would think it was For my own good I would think it was true
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