In your black t-shirt, in the parking lot
In your drone boots out back smokin' pot
Gotta black eye and you wear it proud
Guns and Roses way up loud

Just a little cut up on your brow
The principal said don't come back now
Every night it's a scream and shout
There's a new boyfriend and he wants you out

You know your going to pay for the things you do
You know what you'll put your mama through

You hitchhike to work then you hitchhike back
Cars go by but they don't stop
These days no one picks you up

You know your going to pay for the things you do
You know what you'll put your mama through

Over the bridge to the Texaco
There's a guy works there you used to know
He knows a dealer off the interstate
Now you got a plan and a .38

You know your going to pay for the things you do
You know what you'll put your mama through

In your black t-shirt, in the parking lot
In your drone boots out back smokin' pot