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    I’m sure that I’m moving to St Louis
    Three long years wondering here in New York City
    I guess I’m looking for the right way to do this
    I guess I’m looking for the right things to call
    pretty
    Young boys playing in the park turning their backs to
    take a shot
    You know I’ll stay sharp around here ‘cause they’re
    stoning and leaving type
    It’s the kind of love that comes and goes when there’s
    company coming around
    What’s a boy to do who knows no man now
    What’s a boy to do who knows no man now
    Daddy’s been looking down his nose at all of them
    And I’ve been looking round for someone to tell me who
    I am
    He kept saying I was too young to finish a fight
    I’d die each time they came I never got to draw my
    knife
    Well it was just a pair of shoes in a middle school
    room with the world watching in
    An angel is crying I’m dying just a little inside as
    they ran away
    Funny which words stick around 20 years down when
    you’re driving alone
    What’s a boy to do when there’s no man at home
    What’s a boy to do when there’s no man at home
    Well I’ll stack all my books into perfect rows
    From the biggest down to the smallest ones
    And I buy all the perfect clothes
    Bullet proof and black, where I look like a son
    Well it was just a rainy night at his house
    A bottle spinning around the room
    And everybody’s singing and slipping down the bottom
    of a halfway rush of blood
    And I was grabbing Missy but I was trying to find the
    light switch in the dark
    What’s a boy to do with no man in his heart
    What’s a boy to do with no man in his heart
    It’s all quiet for the first time
    With no voices left to fall
    I saw a boy at the bottom of the bridge
    His car was left there on the top
    It’s four o’clock in the morning
    Didn’t need to be like this
    There’s a white sheet left to cover up
    What should have been a holy kiss
    It’s not like those days
    It’s not like I’m scared of you
    What’s the son of man and a boy to do
    What’s the son of man and a boy to you

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