Proud of Your Boy

I'm going to become somebody
 I don't know how exactly, but I am
 I've have to, somehow
 Proud of your boy
 I'll make you proud of your boy
 Believe me, bad as I've been, Ma
 You're in for a pleasant surprise
 I've wasted time
 I've wasted me
 So say I'm slow for my age
 A late bloomer, okay, I agree
 That I've been one rotten kid
 Some son, some pride and some joy
 But I'll get over these lousin' up
 Messin' up, screwin' up times
 You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part
 Someone's gonna make good
 Cross his stupid heart
 Make good and finally make you
 Proud of your boy
 Tell me that I've been a louse and loafer
 You won't get a fight here, no ma'am
 Say I'm a goldbrick, a goof-off, no good
 But that couldn't be all that I am
 Water flows under the bridge
 Let it pass, let it go
 There's no good reason that you should believe me
 Not yet, I know, but
 Someday and soon
 I'll make you proud of your boy
 Though I can't make myself taller
 Or smartter or handsome or wise
 I'll do my best, what else can I do?
 Since I wasn't born perfect like Dad or you
 Mom, I will try to
 Try hard to make you
 Proud of your boy