Boys

Intro: (x2) I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys Head is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys- I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday That one from work can come over on Monday night I want 'em all, I want 'em all And when they finally leave me, I'm all alone but I'm lookin' down and my girls are blowin' my phone up Those twenty questions, they askin' me where I'm at Didn't hit 'em back I'm sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse like I had to trash the hotel lobby Cause I was busy dreamin' bout girls breaking hearts Eyes bright, uptight, just girls Oh she can't be what you need if she's 17 They're just girls, They're just girls, girls, girls They're just girls, girls, girls Intro to Girls Bite your face to spite your nose oh 17 and a half years old I'm worrying about my brother finding out But what's the fun in doing what you're told? I said "No! Oh give it a rest, I could persuade you I'm not your typical, stoned 18 year old Give me a night I'll make you. I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age, But I'm not your saviour" Wrestle to the ground God help me now 'Cause they're just girls breaking hearts Eyes bright, uptight, just girls Oh she can't be what you need if she's 17 They're just girls, They're just girls, girls, girls They're just girls, girls, girls They're just girls, They're just girls, girls, girls Outro But I was busy thinkin' 'bout I was busy dreamin' 'bout I was busy thinkin' 'bout My head was spinning thinikin' 'bout girls and boys girls I was busy thinkin' 'bout everyone.