hell he ain’t no cowboy
he’s a son of a gun
he wasn’t born to boogie
he ain’t born to run
he’s a death aficionado
but he ain’t ever died
but he looks good makin’ the young girls cry

daddy keeps a gun in the house
juniors upstairs addicted to the mouse
he’s a wanna be
21st century rock n roll boy
out on the corner
makin’ that noise
he’s so funky pretty
he’s hard to avoid
21st century rock n roll boy

he don’t prance around like jagger
he don’t sing like john and paul
he’s a white boy in baggy pants
grabbing’ at his balls
he don’t fuckin’ move me
it’s all just a game
he ain’t hard
he’s just lame

mama gets no take home dose
she’s down at the clinic
juniors in tow
shake some action
21st century rock n roll boy
out on the corner
makin’ that noise
he’s so funky pretty
he’s hard to avoid
21st century rock n roll boy

yeah here come that cowboy
he’s a son of a gun
he ain't born to boogie
he ain’t born to run
crawlin' round the alley
cause he’s got that strange disease
don’t mary lou look good tonight
down upon her knees

daddy keeps a gun in the house
juniors upstairs addicted to the mouse
he’s a wanna be
21st century rock n roll boy
out on the corner
makin’ bad noise
he’s so funky pretty
he’s hard to avoid
21st century rock n roll boy

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