Boys (Don’t Cry) Songtext
von Wolf Alice

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 they finally leave me, I′m all alone but
I'm lookin' down and my girls are blowin′ my phone up
Them twenty questions, they askin′ me where I'm at
Didn′t hit them back, didn't hit them back

I′m sorry that I missed you party
I wish a had a better excuse like
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

I was busy thinkin' ′bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinning thinkin′ ′bout boys
Boys
She's busy thinkin′


In every city I've got one with different ringtones
Flyin′ from L.A. all to way to Puerto Rico
My girls are callin' me askin′ me where I'm at
Didn't hit them back, didn′t hit them back

I′m sorry that I missed you party
I wish a had a better excuse like
I can't even lie, you got me

I was busy thinkin′ 'bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin′ 'bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinning thinkin′ 'bout boys
Boys
She's busy thinkin′

I would tell you that I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it′s no use
That you've already gone away

Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more

Boys don′t cry
Boys don't cry


Boys (boys), boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreamin′ 'bout
Boys (boys), boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreamin′ 'bout boys