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• Artiste: Mat Kearney
• Titre: What's A Boy To Do
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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 too 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 An 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 into 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 rainy night at his house A bottle spinning around the room And everybody's singing and slipping down the bottom of a 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