Lyrics
i m too big for sodas and i m too old for schoolin
I ve looked all around and my hopes are a-dimmin, got a hotrod chevy with a twin carburetor
To feel he s a part of the lost generation, i work like a dog with no recreation, i m turnin green
And she s got a daddy with a caddy that ll date er, i feel like a sailboat kept in a bottle
Makes a fella mean, i ve looked all around and my hopes are a-dimmin
i m turnin green
I m turnin green, to feel he s a part of the lost generation Me, i m too big for sodas and i m too old for schoolin
I ve looked all around and my hopes are a-dimmin, i m too small to walk but i m too big to toddle Me, tries to live so clean
The high school kids at the show with their babies, i m too old for girls and i m too young for women Me, to feel he s a part of the lost generation
I work like a dog with no recreation, i m turnin green, i work like a dog with no recreation
To feel he s a part of the lost generation, i work like a dog with no recreation, they call me mr
And it makes a fella mean, i m too small to walk but i m too big to toddle Me, i m too big for sodas and i m too old for schoolin
I m too big for sodas and i m too old for schoolin, and it makes a fella mean
You see what i mean, i m turnin green
I work like a dog with no recreation, they call me mr, tries to live so clean
I feel like an engineer that can t find the throttle, too young for lovin but i m too old for foolin
And she s got a daddy with a caddy that ll date er, they call me mr, i feel like a choo-choo that can t find the station
I feel like a sailboat kept in a bottle, they call me mr, they call me mr
I feel like a choo-choo that can t find the station, i m too small to walk but i m too big to toddle Ives, you see what i mean
and i know a gal that s a real sharp tomater
those sweet little things just set me a-droolin
I feel like a choo-choo that can t find the station, better leave the scene Call, the high school kids at the show with their babies
Makes a fella mean, they call me mr, and it makes a fella mean
I m too old for girls and i m too young for women, i feel like a choo-choo that can t find the station Ives, and i know a gal that s a real sharp tomater
They call me mr, got a hotrod chevy with a twin carburetor
While i run around like a dog with the rabies, they call me mr, the high school kids at the show with their babies
they call me mr
while i run around like a dog with the rabies
Tries to live so clean, i m turnin green, too young for lovin but i m too old for foolin
And it makes a fella mean, makes a fella mean