The Air Near My Fingers

Life is so boring
It’s really got me snoring
I’m wearing out the flooring in a cheap motel
But I don’t have to work and
I might be sinning
But I’m never gonna have to hear the rings of school bells
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
Don’t you remember?
You told me in December
That a boy is not a man until he makes a stand
Well, I’m not a genius
But maybe you’ll remember this
I never said I ever wanted to be a man
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
Hey
My mom is so caring
She’s really got me staring
At all the crazy little things she does for sure
And I can’t seem to think of
Another kind of love
That a boy could ever get from anyone but her
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
Do-do do-do-do-do do-do do-do-do-do-do
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
I get nervous when she comes around
When she comes around, when she comes around
All right