boys

I was busy thinkin bout boys, boys, boys
Always busy dreamin bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin thinkin bout 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, Im all alone but
Im lookin down and my girls are blowin my phone up
Them twenty questions, they askin me where Im at
Didnt hit em back
Im sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
I had to trash the hotel lobby
But I was busy thinkin bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin thinkin bout boys
In every city Ive got one with differеnt ringtones
Flyin from L.A. all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls arе callin me askin me where Im at
Didnt hit em back
Im sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
Like I cant even lie you got me
I was busy thinkin bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin thinkin bout boys
Dont be mad, dont be mad at me (No, no, no, no)
Darling, I cant stop it even if I wanted
Dont be mad, dont be mad at me (No, no, no, no)
Missed what you were sayin, I was miles away,yeah
Dont be mad, dont be mad
Not like I had a choice
I was busy thinkin bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy thinkin bout boys, boys, boys
I was busy dreamin bout boys, boys, boys
Head is spinnin thinkin bout boys