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