I wake up in a rush
And I choose my best jeans
Pick up my Timberland shirt
That turns on the teens

I can see her everyday
When she climbs up this tree
And her skirt goes up, and I
Thank God for being able to see

And I can’t lose my cool
No I can’t lose my cool
I got a good girl
Can’t act like a fool
And lose my cool

And I stand up till class
In the school bar’s line
Where I can get all stoned
In this retro-times.

And I mark my enemies
'Cause of some teenage stuff
And I get to my dad
That says "Life’s rough, Life’s rough”

And I can’t lose my cool
No I can’t lose my cool
I got a good girl
Can’t act like a fool
And lose my cool