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