Looking back on when I was
A little happy-headed boy,
Then my only worry was
For Christmas what would be my toy
Even though we sometimes would not get a thing
We were happy with the joy day would bring
Sneakin' out the back door
To hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine, ooh;
Greeted at the back door with,
Boy I thought
Thinkin' it might stop her from whoopin' your behind
*I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go?
I wish those days could come back once more
Why did those days ever have to go?
'Cause I loved them so
Do do do do...
Brother says he's tellin'
'Bout you playin' doctor with that girl
Just don't tell I'll give you
Anything you want in this whole wide world
Mama gives you money for Sunday school
You trade yours for candy after church is through
Smokin' cigarettes and
Writing something nasty on the wall (you nasty boy)
Teacher sends you to
The principal's office down the hall
You grow up and learn that kind a thing ain't right
But while you were doin' it-it sure felt outta sight
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