Boys lyrics - Kesha

Now today, class

The topic of the day

Boys (Boys), pretend they're men but they're just boys

They're always scratchin' on their toys

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout boys

'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)

'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys

Tell me, Rebecca

What do you know about boys?

Boys are horny in the morning

Then they tell me that they love me

Then I give them what they want

They always take me shopping

Boys don't play it like James Dean

Dressin' slick from top to bottom

Misbehave, go to school

To kick their ass like I'm their mother

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Boys (Boys, boys, boys), pretend they're men but they're just boys

(Boys, boys, boys)

They're always scratchin' on their toys (Toys, toys, toys)

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout boys

'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)

You, there in the front row, Tessa, you

What do you know about boys?

Would you like to share it with the class?

If you looked in my boyfriend's brain

You would see it's kind of roomy

There's some balls and there's a sausage

Always pointing at my boobies

But don't get too complicated

Use big words or talk too quick

You must learn to just be patient

'Cause he's thinking with his

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But if I want somebody to love

Guess I gotta try to put up

With the boys or I could turn gay

No, that's okay

So, if I want somebody to love

I just can't expect too much

From the boys, just use 'em for play

Yeah, that's okay

Boys, pretend they're men but they're just boys (Boys, boys, boys)

They're always scratchin' on their toys (Toys, toys, toys)

Let me tell you somethin' bout boys

'Bout boys ('Bout Boys), 'bout boys ('Bout boys)

'Bout boys

So, to sum up today's lesson

Boys, they might have sexy muscles

Or a shiny Lamborghini (Uh-huh)

But it's probably compensating

For an eeny teeny weenie

Eeny-teeny weenie (Hey), eeny-teeny weenie (Hey)

Eeny-teeny weenie (Hey), eeny-teeny weenie (Hey)

So, if I want somebody to love

I just can't expect too much

From the boys, just use 'em for play

Just use them to play with

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(Boys, boys) They're really cute

They're not really good for that much, but (Toys, toys)

They can like, run around and, you know

You can kind of get down with them

And they're kind of furry and

They kind of smell but sometimes they

Boys are, boys are okay

Parts of 'em, parts of 'em are okay