Boys

[Intro] I was busy thinking 'bout boys Boys Boys Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys Boys Boys [Verse 1] 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 looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up Those twenty questions, they're asking me where I'm at Didn't hit 'em back [Pre-Chorus] Sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse, like I had to trash the hotel lobby [Chorus] But I was busy dreaming 'bout girls breaking hearts Eyes bright, uptight, just girls Oh, she can't be what you need when she's seventeen They're just girls They're just girls, girls, girls, girls They're just girls, girls, girls, girls [Verse 2] Bite your face to spite your nose Oh, seventeen 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 eighteen-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 savior" Wrestle to the ground God help me now [Chorus] 'Cause they're just girls breaking hearts Eyes bright, uptight, just girls Oh, she can't be what you need when she's seventeen They're just girls They're just girls, girls, girls, girls They're just girls, girls, girls, girls They're just girls They're just girls, girls, girls, girls [Outro] But I was busy thinking 'bout I was busy dreaming 'bout I was busy thinking 'bout My head was spinning thinking 'bout girls... And boys... Girls... I was busy thinking 'bout Everyone