We stood there frozen as the baseball hit the bat

Watched it clear the fence in Johnson's yard

And broke that front door glass

We were already on that old mans list

And half way home he was shaking his fist

Cussing that cloud of dust and boys like us



Boys like us are misunderstood

A little bit bad at being good

We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up

We like cars, guitars and swinging doors

Fast boats, gun action, four by fours

And girls that love boys like us



We saw the blue lights flashing

When my Mustang topped the hill

The chase was on, it was almost dawn

When we cut through that corn field

Thought we'd gotten away like the times before

But the sheriff was waiting with dad on the porch

And he likes locking up boys like us



Boys like us are misunderstood

A little bit bad at being good

We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up

We like cars, guitars and swinging doors

Fast boats, gun action, four by fours

And girls that love boys like us



[Instrumental Interlude]



I thought, bust that bud light bottle over Bobby's head

It was tables and chairs, beer and blood everywhere

Over one to young co-ed

We don't hit the town looking for a fight

But one always finds us on a Friday night

It's dangerous being boys like us



Boys like us are misunderstood

A little bit bad at being good

We'll grow old but we don't wanna have to grow up

We like cars, guitars and swinging doors

Fast boats, gun action, four by fours

And girls that love boys like us

Yeah, boys like us, them boys like us