I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys,
boys
Head is spinnin' thinkin' 'bout boys, boys,
boys-
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 lookin' down and my girls are blowin' my phone up
Those twenty questions, they askin' me where I'm at
Didn't hit 'em back
I'm sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
I had to trash the hotel lobby
Cause I was busy dreamin' bout girls
breaking hearts
Eyes bright, uptight, just girls
Oh she can't be what you need if she's 17
They're just girls,
They're just girls, girls, girls
They're just girls, girls, girls
Intro to Girls
Bite your face to spite your nose
oh 17 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 18 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 saviour"
Wrestle to the ground
God help me now
'Cause they're just girls breaking hearts
Eyes bright, uptight, just girls
Oh she can't be what you need if she's 17
They're just girls,
They're just girls, girls, girls
They're just girls, girls, girls
They're just girls,
They're just girls, girls, girls
Outro
But I was busy thinkin' 'bout
I was busy dreamin' 'bout
I was busy thinkin' 'bout
My head was spinning thinikin' 'bout
girls and boys
girls
I was busy thinkin' 'bout
everyone.