Lyrics Boys - Mary Jane Girls

Boys

Boys, boys
Boys, boys
Boys are young, boys are old
Most men act like boys I’m told
Just ask a boy his point of view
He’ll run that man stuff down on you
(Say, don’t you know you’re talkin' to a man, baby?)
A boy will ask you for your name
Before he tries to run his game
And when he’s finally made his play
And when he’s fine they made his play
That’s when the boy runs away
We like the boys, boys
But we still like the boys
We like the boys
We like the boys
Short ones, fat ones
Tall ones, skinny ones
White ones, black ones, red ones
We like the boys
Short ones, fat ones
Tall ones, skinny ones
White ones, black ones, red ones
We like the boys
Short ones, fat ones
Tall ones, skinny ones
White ones, black ones, red ones
We like the boys
Short ones, fat ones
Tall ones, skinny ones
White ones, black ones, red ones
Boys with curls we like a lot
And boys with braids are really hot
Boys that dance and dine and wine
Can hang with us most anytime
Boys are boys, we can’t do without
In every man there’s a boy about
Come lay your head, boy, on my breast
And let my love just do the rest
We like the boys, boys
But we still like the boys
We like the boys
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by now
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by now
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by now
We like the boys
You gotta know, you gotta know that by now
You can call me anytime
You got lovin' on your mind
When you need me, boy
You just call me any week
When you feel the need to freak
And I’ll be there
You can call me any day
When you want someone to play with
Don’t hesitate
Oh, you can call me anytime
Any day and anywhere
'Cause I love you, boy
And I mean that from the bottom of my heart
Boys, boys
Boys, boys
We like the boys
We like the boys
But we still like the boys
We like the boys
We like the boys
We like the boys
But we still like the boys
We like the boys
Hey, girls!
What?
Check that out
Check what out, that?
How would you like some of that
Well, it’s like, I don’t know!
I don’t think I want any of that
Jojo, check out the guy with the Geri curl
You mean the scary curl!
Look at that stuff dripping all over his shirt!
Maxi, check the guy out with the tight jeans
Can we take you home?
Uh-uh, I ain’t in no shape
Oh, Candace!
Look at the guy over there with the orange shoes
You mean the one with the platforms on?
Yeah, is that a guy--oh, man!
I don’t know, I think he’s in between
Oh, but we still like the boys
Oh, look at that one with the braids
Boys, we like the boys
Boys, we like the boys
Boys