Letra de This Boy

Seems this boy likes his ridicule Too forward way too physical Seems time that I got another He's always phoning, Calling and convincing me That the boy's a boy And that I oughta be In time to order another And he will be spectacular Not a boy but a wealthy batchelor I want a car, a car, a car ... yeah! This Boy is bothering and boring me But as a boy is feeble and can easily be part exchanged for another My wrath is cold and uncontrollable boys will be boils and boils are lanceable I'll cut him away for another And he will be spectacular Not a boy but a wealthy batchelor I want a car, a car, a car ... yeah! This boy's as bold as a barnacle Been told but holds on farcically Bye bye boy run to your mother Seems this boy likes his ridicule Seems this boy wants to be a fool Bye bye boy I got another And this one's quite spectacular Not a boy but a wealthy batchelor He's got a car, a car, a car ... yeah!