Oooh yea
Some boys are filling
Some boys are filling the hole
They're making the killing at the top of the billings
Their role and that's all that they know
But some boys don't listen
Some boys don't listen at all
They don't ask for permission
They lack inhibitions
No walls and they get what they want
But some boys don't know how to love
Some boys are singing
Some boys are singing the blues
Joylessly flinging with the girls
That they're bringing to their rooms
And then leave them they're through
Some boys are sleeping
Some boys are sleeping alone
Cause there's no one
That's keeping them warm through evening
They know that they're on their own
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys are sleeping
Some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys are sleeping
Some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love
They get what they want
