The Boy With The Perpetual Nervousness - The Feelies

There’s a kid I know but not too well

He doesn’t have a lot to say

Well, this boy lives right next door and he

Never has nothin' to say

It doesn’t seem like he does anything

He never helps out in the yard

He lets his mother carry in groceries

'Cause he doesn’t plan to work too hard

The boy next door is into better things

As far as I can see

The boy next door is into bigger things

The boy next door is me, all right

Well, he’s not like the boys we used to have

Not like them at all — oh no

Those ones made their parents proud

This one beats 'em all

The boy next door is into better things

As far as I can see

The boy next door is into bigger things

The boy next door is me, yeah