He rid a bike on his paper route
Can I make it any more obvious
His paper job started today
What more can I say
He went door to door
But he wouldn't say
Just how many houses he did today
He tossed one to the old man
It struck him in the nose
It was Hugh Hefner with all his skanky hoes

CHORUS
He was a paper boy
I'll pay you later, boy
He sells newsprint with lots of words
Through rain, snow, wind, or hail
He'll get it to you without fail
He's the paper boy from Pittsburgh

Five blocks from here
Next to my home
I was feeding the baby, was all alone
He comes to my door
I said what's this for
And he said that'll be a dollar, fifty four
I gave him the change
And he said good day
The next he was on his way
He went along
Faded into the crowd
Looks like the boy who smacked Hefner around

CHORUS (X2)

Sorry sir, but that's not enough
The tip you gave me's kind of rough
You need more to pay for news
Or you'll be left with pennies and screws
Too bad that you couldn't pay
You won't get your newspaper today
There is stuff today you should read
But you missed out cause you couldn't tip me

He rid a bike on his paper route
Can I make it any more obvious
His paper job started today
What more can I say

CHORUS (X2)