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Groove Theory - Boy at the Window lyrics
She was wearing shocking pink and jewelry of gold Papa said son isn't she fine Knew he wud be out all night Though son is only 9 years ond This is how he's forced 2 spend his time Lookin' out window into someone else's home Watching mother, father, child at play Wish he cud be a part but it's 2 hared to froget he's alone A typical day The boy at the window One more forgotten son Ah, looking to the corner 2 see what he'll become The boy at the window If he's still sittin' there Are you even gonna care Papa always tells him son Keep sittin at ur window Don't end up like me, watch from above U can't go wrong More and more son's thinkin' Won't be 2 far but I must go in his eyes The corner is the only place he can belong Son is smart enough 2 see it Won't make him somebody But it's better than livin' with The hupocrisies above No more smelling ho's and liquor On the breath of daddy Rather smeill it on the breath of Brothers he don't know or love Remember when the windo boy was Young and untouched Happy with his window view But look it's not enough His dreams are in the gutter And now he's just a number All because he wanted 2 belong All because he wanted 2 belong So he learned to play the role Of hustler with no geelings Thinking "They'll accept me if I prove that I'm real hard" Now he's leranin' firsthand of the word and it's true meaning The windo w he looks out of now Includes wrought iron bars The boy at the window One more forgotten son Ah, he looked to the corner And guess what he's become The boy at the window If he's still sittin' there Are you even gonna care |
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