Parents Just Don't Understand
D.J. Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince


You know, parents are the same no matter time nor place.
They don't understand that us kids are gonna make mistakes.
So to you all the kids all across the land, there's no need to argue, parents just don't understand.
I remember one year my mom took me school shopping, It was me, my brother, my mom, oh my pops, and
my little sister all hopped in the car.
We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall.
My mom started bugging with the clothes she chose, I didn't say nothin' at first, I just turned up my nose.
She said
'What's wrong?
This shirt cost twenty dollars'.
I said 'Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar.'
The next half hour was the same old thing.
My mom buyin' me clothes from nine-teen sixty three and then she
lost her mind and did the ultimate.
asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!
I said 'Mom, what are you doin'?
You're ruinin' my rep!'
She said 'You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet.'
I said 'Mom let's put the clothes back please.'
She said 'No, you go to school to learn, not for a fashion show.'
I said 'Mom, this isn't Sha-na-na, come on I'm not Bowzer.
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers.
But if you don't want to, I can live with that, but you gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks!'
She wasn't moved, and everything stayed the same.
Inevitably, the first day of school came.
I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick.
But my Mom said 'No no way, uh-uh, forget it.'
There was nothin' I could do.
I tried to relax.
I got all dressed up in these ancient artifacts.
So when I walked into school, it was just as I thought.
The kids crackin' up, laughing at the clothes Mom bought.
And those who weren't laughing still had a ball.
'Cause they were pointing and whispering as I walked down the hall.
I got home and told my mom how my day went, she said 'If they were laughing, you don't need them, 'cause they're not good friends.'
For the next six hours I tried to explain to my Mom, that I was gonna have to go through this about two hundred more times.
So to you all the kids all across the land, there's no need to argue, parents just don't understand.
Okay, here's the situation.
My parents went away on a week's vacation and
they left the keys to the brand new Porsche.
Would they mind?
Umm, well, of course not.
I'll just take it for a little spin, and maybe show it off to a couple of friends.
I'll just cruise around the neighborhood, well maybe I shouldn't ha, yeah, of course I should.
Pay attention, here's the thick of the plot.
I pulled up to the corner at the end of my block, and that's when
I saw this beautiful girly girl walking.
Picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking.
You should've seen this girl's bodily dimensions.
I honked my horn, just to get her attention, she said 'Was that for me?'
I said 'Yeah.'
She said 'Why?'
I said 'Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy.'
She said a-
'How do I know that you're not sick?
You could be some deranged lunatic.'
I said 'C'mon toots, my name is the Prince, besides, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?'
She agreed and we were on our way.
She was looking very good- so was I, I must say.
We had McDonald's, pulled into the drive, ordered two Big Macs and two large fries and Cokes.
She kicked her shoes off, onto the floor.
She said, 'Drive fast, speed turns me on.'
She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gas.
We almost got whiplash, we took off so fast.
The sunroof was open, the music was high, and this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh.
She'd opened up three buttons on her shirt so far, I guess that's why I didn't notice that police car.
We're doing ninety in my mom's new Porsche.
And to make this long story short, short,
when the cop pulled me over, I was scarred as hell.
I said 'I don't have a license, but I drive very well officer.'
I almost had a heart attack that day, come to find out the girl was a twelve year old runaway!
I was arrested, the car was impounded.
There was no way for me to avoid being grounded.
My parents had to come back from vacation to get me.
I'd rather be in jail than to have my father hit me.
My parents walked in and I got my grip, I said 'Um, Mom, Dad, how was your trip?'
They didn't speak, I said 'I want to plead my case.
But my father just shoved me in the car by my face.
That was a hard ride home, I don't know how I survived.
They took turns, one would beat me while the other was driving!
I can't believe it, I just made a mistake.
Well parents are the same, no matter time nor place.
So to you other kids all across the land, take it from me, parents just don't understand.

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