I'm sitting at a bar just minding myself Just staring at the walls and quenching my cares I must look troubled cause I'm starting a scene I'm sitting at a bar just minding myself Just staring at the walls and quenching my cares I must look troubled cause I'm starting a scene With this big table sittin' right next to me. Next thing you know this biker with these tattoos He says damn boy, what's wrong with you? Causin' trouble When I was just a kid about seventeen I went to school it was a problem for me I learned that I was educationally doomed I never turned in my assignments when due I said I'm sorry miss I forgot to do it The teacher say hey boy what's wrong with you? Causin' trouble I took a girl out to a movie one night I bought her candy and a gigantic sprite I think her popcorn was as big as her head I tried to kiss her and here's what she said What was it that you think you're trying to do And slapped me Damn boy, what's wrong with you? Don't touch me Keep your hands off Don't touch me little boy Keep your greasy hands off