God knows I tried everything I could
To stay inside tonight
But that boy's like a sore in your mouth
That you just have to fight
His number one is shakin' hands
With numbers two and three
Is it guilty in here or is it just me
I made a point of not mixin'
What became of all the boys
Who only want one thing
Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings