Sere Tu Musica
I'm not sure what it means
My baby's feeling funny in the morning
She's having trouble getting into her jeans
Her waist-line seems to be expanding
Although she never feels like eating a thing
I guess we'll reach some understanding
When we see what the future will bring
I met her in a crowded barroom
One of those typical Hollywood scenes
I was doing my very best Bogart
But I was having trouble getting into her jeans
I punched an unemployed actor
Defending her dignity
He stood up and knocked me through that
Problem Child
Stealin' cars lost in bars
Treating hard-to-be's like superstars
I wanna come home at 3AM
I love my records
Alright and I'm going to play 'em
Problem child, problem child
We think you live much too wild
Problem child, problem child
When you get home
Your daddy's gonna tan your hide
I gave a dose to my sister
Only need to be a teen-dream hipster
Don't care about my grades at school
Or my teacher
My Probation lady says, you ain't so cool
Problem child, problem child
We think you live much too wild
Problem child, problem child
When you get home
Your daddy's gonna tan your hide
Gave a dose to my sister
Only need to be a teen-dream hipster
Don't care about my grades at school
Or my teacher
My probation lady says, you ain't so cool
Problem child, problem child
We think you live much too wild
Problem child, problem child
When you get home
Your daddy's gonna tan your hide
Problem child, problem child
We think you live much too wild
Problem child, problem child
When you get home
Your daddy's gonna tan your hide