| Sometimes, yes sometimes
|
| I wish I were a boy
|
| I’ve been standing by the jukebox
|
| Hoping he’d ask me to dance
|
| How I wish I could run to him and hug him
|
| But a girl musn’t make an advance
|
| Oh oh oh oh I’m a girl and it’s wonderful
|
| It fills my heart with joy
|
| But sometimes, yes sometimes
|
| I wish I were a boy
|
| Oh he’s dancing with another
|
| And he’s holding her so tight
|
| Wish I had nerve to cut right in and stop it
|
| But a girl has to be polite
|
| Oh oh oh oh I’m a girl and it’s wonderful
|
| It fills my heart with joy
|
| But sometimes, yes sometimes
|
| I wish I were a boy
|
| Now the record hop is over
|
| And I think he caught my eye
|
| Here he comes heading straight in my direction
|
| There he goes, he’s passing me by
|
| Oh oh oh oh I’m a girl and it’s wonderful
|
| It fills my heart with joy
|
| But sometimes, yes sometimes
|
| I wish I were a boy
|
| Sometimes, yes sometimes
|
| I wish I were a boy |