The Boy With The Perpetual Nervousness

Theres a kid
I know but not too well
He doesnt have a lot to say
Well, this boy lives right next door
And he never has nothin to say
It doesnt seem like he does anything
He never helps out in the yard
He lets his mother carry in groceries
Cause he doesnt plan to work too hard
The boy next door is into better things
As far as
I can seeThe boy next door is into bigger things
The boy next door is me, alright
Well, hes not like the boys that we used to have
Not like them at all, oh no
Those ones made their parents proud
This one beats em all
The boy next door is into better things
As far as
I can seeThe boy next door is into bigger things
The boy next door is me, yeah