Kesha - Boys текст песни

Now today class, the topic of the day, boys

Boys, pretend they're men but they're just boys
They're always scratching on their toys
Let me tell you something about boys
About boys, about boys, about boys
About boys, about boys, about boys

Tell me Rebecca, what do you know about boys?

Boys are horny in the morning
Then they tell me that they love me
And I give em' what they want
They always take me shopping
Boys don't play it like James Dean
Dressing slick and talking butter
Misbehave or go to school
Kiss their ass like I'm there mother

La-la-la-la-lala la-lala-la-la-la

Boys
(Boys, boys, boys)
Pretend they're men but they're just boys
(Boys, boys, boys)
They're always scratching on their toys
(Toys, toys, toys)
Let me tell you something about boys
About boys, about boys, about boys

Yes, you in the front row, Kesha, you
What do you know about boys?
Would you like to share with the class?