Boys Boys Boys

Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show.

You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and the roll.

ers. I like you a lot,

lot; think you're really hot, hot.

Know you think you're special when we dance real the crazy.

Glamophonic, electronic disco your baby.

I like you a lot, lot.

All we want is hot, hot.

Boys, boys, (C)boys;

we like boys in cars.

Boys, boys, (F)boys buy us drinks in bars.

Boys, (G)boys, (C)boys, with hairspray and denim;

boys, boys, (F)boys.

(We love them!

(Fmaj9)We love them!)

Oh, whoa oh, wuhoh, wuhoh.

Oh, whoa oh, wuhoh, wuhoh.

Baby is a bad boy with some retro the sneakers.

Let's go see the killers and make out in the bleachers.

I like you a lot, lot;

think you're really hot, hot.

Let's go to the party;

heard our buddy's the D.

J. Don't forget my lipstick;

I left it in your ashtray.

I like you a lot, lot.

All we want is hot, hot.

Boys, boys, (C)boys;

we like boys in cars.

Boys, boys, (F)boys buy us drinks in bars.

Boys, (G)boys, (C)boys, with hairspray and denim;

boys, boys, (F)boys.

(We love them!

(Fmaj9)We love them!)

Oh, whoa oh, wuhoh, wuhoh.

Oh, whoa oh, wuhoh, wuhoh.

(G)We love them!)

Boys, boys, (Fmaj9)We love them!)

I'm not loose, I like to party.

Let's get lost in your Ferrari.