Boy Boy کے بول

Boy was a dog he was my friend And in the end I lost him Sail on, sail on then, my Boy friend Boy didn't like Italian men And he would sometimes bite them Chew on, chew on them, my Boy friend Boy never played with small children He would have rather chased them Chase on, chase on then, my Boy friend Boy never chased sticks or played games He thought that they were beneath him Howl on, howl on then, my Boy friend Boy was a dog he was my friend And in the end I lost him Sail on, sail on then Sail on, sail on then My Boy friend