I get down to dry my hair With a little touch of gel I read all the newspapers But my mother still reads my mail I won't wish my life away but Tell me if you can Who decides when I'm grown up And I've turned into a man Drop the boy drop the boy I'm a man, yes I am But they still call me boy Drop the boy drop the boy I'm a man, yes I am And I'll be jumping for joy When they drop the boy I'm tired of the boy thing I've got other things to do I'd like to be in politics Can't take another visit to the zoo No more bikes or plastic models And braces on my teeth I'd like to drive a dino And to live out of my reach Drop the boy drop the boy I'm a man, yes I am But they still call me boy Drop the boy drop the boy I'm a man, yes I am And I'll be jumping for joy When they drop the boy