Your boyfriend thinks that he's James Dean
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
Your boyfriend thinks that he's so cool
He's got a Fender Stratocaster and he left school
He ain't book-smart, no
But he knows a lot
Like how much Fireball costs at the red dot
And you know I ain't one to judge
But I am, and I will
'Cause he won't shut up
About his politics that really are conspiracy
Or how his worldview was changed by LSD
You can scream at me
I ain't got room to talk
'Cause I ain't got a man who dials at one o'clock
To get him from the bar
'Cause he can't drive
You ain't got a man either
You got a thorn in your side
Your boyfriend thinks that he's James Dean
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
Zoe Brummel - Your Boyfriend Lyrics
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Your boyfriend thinks that he's James Dean
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
Your boyfriend thinks that he's so cool
He's got a Fender Stratocaster and he left school
He ain't book-smart, no
But he knows a lot
Like how much Fireball costs at the red dot
And you know I ain't one to judge
But I am, and I will
'Cause he won't shut up
About his politics that really are conspiracy
Or how his worldview was changed by LSD
You can scream at me
I ain't got room to talk
'Cause I ain't got a man who dials at one o'clock
To get him from the bar
'Cause he can't drive
You ain't got a man either
You got a thorn in your side
Your boyfriend thinks that he's James Dean
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
Your boyfriend thinks that he's so cool
He's got a Fender Stratocaster and he left school
He ain't book-smart, no
But he knows a lot
Like how much Fireball costs at the red dot
And you know I ain't one to judge
But I am, and I will
'Cause he won't shut up
About his politics that really are conspiracy
Or how his worldview was changed by LSD
You can scream at me
I ain't got room to talk
'Cause I ain't got a man who dials at one o'clock
To get him from the bar
'Cause he can't drive
You ain't got a man either
You got a thorn in your side
Your boyfriend thinks that he's James Dean
He's got a cigarette and a mean streak
He walks around with a sorta sour look on his face
'Cause his brand new Chucks got shiny white laces
Writer: Zoe Brummel
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