The Boy With the Perpetual Nervousness

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 Has nothing 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