[Verse 1]
I am a man of few relations
And them across the sea
I am the root of your extension
A ladder to your knee
It takes a day before tomorrow
A thirteen letter verb
It comes in white and green and violet
And makes a sound unheard
[Chorus]
We took a walk by the lake
Threw a knife in the cake
We clapped our hands and rejoiced
I play with three hundred boys
[Verse 2]
I'll take old-fashioned flying saucers
And give them to the tribe
A horse in space can't win no races
If that horse ain't alive
The test reveals a grayish color
That comes from too much love
A wino in the street once sold me
A worn out paper cup
[Chorus]
We took a walk by the lake
Threw a knife in the cake
We clapped our hands and rejoiced
I play with three hundred boys
[Verse 3]
I am a man of no reflection
A flapper dapper Dan
I'll take advantage of the homesick
And make love to the hand
The test reveals a grayish color
That comes from too much love
Take heed, the master roams the hallways
Beware his fiendish hug
[Outro]
Ah, I play with three hundred boys
Ah, I play with three hundred boys
Ah, I play with three hundred boys
I gave them cookies and toys
I play with three hundred boys
300 Boys was written by Peppi Marchello.
300 Boys was produced by Stephan Galfas.