Paroles: Two Loons For Tea. Boy.
Stand in line, take a number
You?re no different from one to the other, no
I know he?s just a boy
He?ll be replaced, you best believe it
You?re gonna lose yourself
If you don?t leave him
I know, he?s just a boy
You tell yourself
He?ll never love anyone, the way he loved you
But you know, you know
This is just not, this is just not true
He?s just a boy, a boy
He?s just a boy, a boy
Crescent moon, silver stars
Strewn around her neck
Throw some coins, choose a card
She?s got seven, she?s got seven decks
She says angels follow her around
They always interfere with love
She?s out on, she?s out on the town
She wants a boy, a boy
She wants a boy, oh, oh, a boy
I know you think you won the prize
Because you?re sleeping in his bed
But before too long
Out to the pasture girl, you will be led
So stand in line, take a number
You?re no different from one to the other
I know he?s just a boy
He?s just a boy, a boy
He?s just a boy, oh, oh, a boy
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, boy
I?ve got to move on
I?ve got to move on
You?re no different from one to the other, no
I know he?s just a boy
He?ll be replaced, you best believe it
You?re gonna lose yourself
If you don?t leave him
I know, he?s just a boy
You tell yourself
He?ll never love anyone, the way he loved you
But you know, you know
This is just not, this is just not true
He?s just a boy, a boy
He?s just a boy, a boy
Crescent moon, silver stars
Strewn around her neck
Throw some coins, choose a card
She?s got seven, she?s got seven decks
She says angels follow her around
They always interfere with love
She?s out on, she?s out on the town
She wants a boy, a boy
She wants a boy, oh, oh, a boy
I know you think you won the prize
Because you?re sleeping in his bed
But before too long
Out to the pasture girl, you will be led
So stand in line, take a number
You?re no different from one to the other
I know he?s just a boy
He?s just a boy, a boy
He?s just a boy, oh, oh, a boy
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, boy
I?ve got to move on
I?ve got to move on
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