Bros Lyrics

I get down to dry my hair
with a little touch of gel
I read all the newspapers
but my mother still reads my mail

I wonґt wish my life away but
tell me if you can
Who decides when Iґm grown up
and Iґve turned into a man

Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
and Iґll be jumping for joy
when they drop the boy

Iґm tired of the boy thing
Iґve got other things to do
Iґd like to be in politics
canґt take another visit to the zoo

No more bikes or plastic models
and braces on my teeth
Iґd like to drive a dino
and to live out of my reach

Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
and Iґll be jumping for joy
when they drop the boy

Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
and Iґll be jumping for joy
Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
but they still call me boy
Drop the boy drop the boy
Iґm a man, yes I am
and Iґll be jumping for joy
drop the boy drop the boy

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