"Boys" lyrics

Now today, class
The topic of the day

Boys (Boys), pretend they're men but they're just boys
They're always scratchin' on their toys
Let me tell you somethin' 'bout boys
'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)
'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys

Tell me, Rebecca
What do you know about boys?

Boys are horny in the morning
Then they tell me that they love me
Then I give them what they want
They always take me shopping
Boys don't play it like James Dean
Dressin' slick from top to bottom
Misbehave, go to school
To kick their ass like I'm their mother

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Boys (Boys, boys, boys), pretend they're men but they're just boys
(Boys, boys, boys)
They're always scratchin' on their toys (Toys, toys, toys)
Let me tell you somethin' 'bout boys
'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)

You, there in the front row, Tessa, you
What do you know about boys?
Would you like to share it with the class?

If you looked in my boyfriend's brain
You would see it's kind of roomy
There's some balls and there's a sausage
Always pointing at my boobies
But don't get too complicated
Use big words or talk too quick
You must learn to just be patient
'Cause he's thinking with his

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But if I want somebody to love
Guess I gotta try to put up
With the boys or I could turn gay
No, that's okay
So, if I want somebody to love
I just can't expect too much
From the boys, just use 'em for play
Yeah, that's okay

Boys, pretend they're men but they're just boys (Boys, boys, boys)
They're always scratchin' on their toys (Toys, toys, toys)
Let me tell you somethin' bout boys
'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)
'Bout boys

So, to sum up today's lesson

Boys, they might have sexy muscles
Or a shiny Lamborghini (Uh-huh)
But it's probably compensating
For an eeny teeny weenie
Eeny-teeny weenie (Hey), eeny-teeny weenie (Hey)
Eeny-teeny weenie (Hey), eeny-teeny weenie (Hey)

So, if I want somebody to love
I just can't expect too much
From the boys, just use 'em for play
Just use them to play with

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(Boys, boys) They're really cute
They're not really good for that much, but (Toys, toys)
They can like, run around and, you know
You can kind of get down with them
And they're kind of furry and
They kind of smell but sometimes they
Boys are, boys are okay
Parts of 'em, parts of 'em are okay