Mat Kearney - What＇s A Boy To Do
I＇m sure that I＇m moving to St Louis
Three long years wondering here in New York City
I guess I＇m looking for the right way to do this
I guess I＇m looking for the right things to call pretty
Young boys playing in the park turning their backs to take a shot
You know I＇ll stay sharp around here ＇cause they＇re stoning and leaving type
It＇s the kind of love that comes and goes when there＇s company coming around
What＇s a boy to do who knows no man now?
What＇s a boy to do who knows no man now?
Daddy＇s been looking down his nose at all of them
And I＇ve been looking round for someone to tell me who I am
He kept saying I was to young to finish a fight
I＇d die each time they came I never got to draw my knife
Well it was just a pair of shoes in a middle school room with the world watching in
And angel is crying I＇m dying just a little inside as they ran away
Funny which words stick around 20 years down when you＇re driving alone
What＇s a boy to do when there＇s no man at home?
What＇s a boy to do when there＇s no man at home?
Well I＇ll stack all my books in perfect rows
From the biggest down to the smallest ones
And I buy all the perfect clothes
Bullet proof and black, where I look like a son
Well it was just a rain night at his house
A bottle spinning around the room
And everybody＇s singing and slipping down the bottom halfway rush of blood
And I was grabbing Missy but I was trying to find the light switch in the dark
What＇s a boy to do with no man in his heart?
What＇s a boy to do with no man in his heart?
It＇s all quiet for the first time
With no voices left to fall
I saw a boy at the bottom of the bridge
His car was left there on the top
It＇s four o＇clock in the morning
Didn＇t need to be like this
There＇s a white sheet left to cover up
What should have been a holy kiss
It＇s not like those days
It＇s not like I＇m scared of you
What＇s the son of man and a boy to do?
What＇s the son of man and a boy to you?
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