Dropout Boogie lyrics

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You wanna do what?, you wanna do what?
I told you what, I told you what
You wanna do what?, you wanna do what?
I told you what, I told you what

Go t’school, go t’school
Go t’school, go t’school
Just cain’t, just cain’t
Just cain’t, just cain’t
Dropout, dropout, dropout, dropout

Cain’t get a job, cain’t get a job
Don’t know what it, don’t know what it
What it’s all about, what it’s all about
You told her you love her so bring her to mother
You love her, adapt her, you love her, adapt her
Adapt her, adapter, adapt her, adapter
‘n’ what about after that
what about after that

Support her, support her
She says you’d support her
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
You gotta support her
You told her you love her so bring her to mother
You love her adapt her, you love her adapt her
Adapt her, adapter, adapt her, adapter
‘n’ what about after that
‘n’ what about after that

(1967)

Transcribed by Steve Froy, with amendments suggested by Bob Mehling, Melissa Downe, Pete Wulforst, Geoff Balme and David Curtis

When introducing this song at one of the Magic Band reunion shows John French said that Don had written Dropout Boogie about the situation he found himself in. Don was still living at home with his girlfriend Laurie Stone. He hadn’t been to school that much and the few jobs he’d managed to get – Helms bakery van delivery (for his father), shoe salesman, vacuum cleaner salesman – hadn’t lasted very long or amounted to much.

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