Boys

You wanna know a secret?
Don’t get involved with boys
You think they’ll treat us fairly
But they’ll play with us like toys
They really do the things
That they say they don’t
And when they say they’ll call you
You know they really wont
They’ll brag about you to their friends
And say they’ve got the best
(but in time you’ll learn 
they were talking about your chest)
Boys are crude, boys are mean
Boys never seem to care
They’re screwed up in the head somehow
It really isn’t fair
Finding a guy who’s not like this
Is a one in a million shot
So don’t ever fall for a guy
Just because he’s hot

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