We're at the door i get a smile from a FLY BOY,
He's seen me before, i next his move like a fly boy
I'm sick and tired of them fly boys so bye-bye boy
Up in the lounge, i get a wink from a BAD BOY. He comes around all puffed up like a bad boy. I'm sick and tired of them bad boys
cause i got my eye on this other guy
back int he booth with his boyd he's all mellowed out. And I don't mind meeting shy boy. So I gotta know--
Are you a SHY BOY?
I'm by the stage i get a smile from a ROCK BOY.
He's got his shades on indoor like a rock boy
I'.m sick and tired of them bad boy so bye-bye boy
out on the floor i get the moves from a HOME BOY
TRYING TO SCORE, HE ROCKS HIS BODY LIKE A HOME BOY
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THEM HOME BOYS
CAUSE I GOT MY EYE ON THIS OTHER GUY
BACK IN THE BOOTH WITH HIS BOYS HIS ALL MELLOWED OUT
AND I DON'T MIND MEETING SHY BOY SO I GOTTA KNOW-
ARE YOU A SHY BOY?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this sounds like a song...and it would be a good one... :)