Home show, mom won't know
run out the back door
he's passed out on the floor
third time, been caught twice
forgive our neighbor Bob
I think he humped the dog

Refrain:
But good things come to those who wait
'cause she laid me
and mom and dad posses the key
instant slavery
no need to explain the plan
no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run
wish my friends were twenty-one

White lies, bloodshot eyes
breath of alcohol, stole it from the mall
how's Chris marked with lipstick?
better call their fathers, sleeping with your daughters

Refrain

You don't belong
you left the kids to carry on
you planned their fall
to bad you're wrong
don't need a mom, dad slave drive song
I time bomb

Turn low the radio
I think I hear my dad
yelling at the band

Refrain