When I was just a boy, just a little boy
I grow up in the neighborhood with
A couple of boys
A couple of boys
We used to spend a time by beers in houses in the treetops
Life was simple not to thought what tomorrow’s
Don’t know what a thing about the things thatis ahead of me
I couldn’t care less no that will be a madness for me
For me
I am not keeping up with time
I am still a boy messingmeadow
I am not fooling girl
I am better of being in young and too old
Still I am just a boy
Just a little boy
Cause I never seem to get what it’s about
I am being old cause it’s not what they told me
I was told to keep on dreaming and then I wasin the wedding
Fame fortune that it always give me fortunes
But my piece of cake was everywhere piece of cake of me
but that is just thow we flow happiness girls happiness girls for me
for me
I don’t want to go work
Cause that will mean an end to life in the tree tops
But at least I was skinned ahead of me
And suddenly I am too awful being in girl now
I am not keeping up with time
I am still a boy messing meadow
I am not fooling girl
I am better of being in young and too old
I am not keeping up with time
I am still a boy messing meadow
I am not fooling girl
I am better of being in young and too old