One of the boys,
one of the boys,
just one of the boys.
I’ve been hearing headlines, baby.
Are the stories true?
Keepin’ track of every rock band,
now I’m wise to you.
I’ve spent some lonely nights awake,
there’s only so much I can take.
I’m just one of the boys,
not one of your toys that you throw away.
I’m one of the boys,
just one of the boys.
First time I saw you standin’
in the second row,
felt your eyes go deep inside me.
How was I to know
that you’ve been through all this before?
Hey, baby, are you coming back for more?
Am I one of the boys?
Another toy that you throw away?
I’m one of the boys,
just one of the boys.
I’ll be home a week this Sunday,
things had better change.
If the party’s over baby,
I’ll take you back again.
But if that’s hard to rearrange,
you’ll find me back on centre stage
with one of the boys.
I’m not a toy that you throw away.
I’m one of the boys,
just one of the boys.
One of the boys,
not a toy that you throw away.
One of the boys,
just one of the boys.
One of the boys,
one of the boys,
just one of the boys,
one of the boys.