all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

cause he’s fine

yeah all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

he’s just fine

give me the bottle of gin my love

and the smokes

i’m tired of being misread my love

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

i’m a boy, i’m a boy, i’m a boy

all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

cause he’s fine

yeah all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

he’s just fine

and all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

cause he’s fine

yeah all the straight boys want him

and all the pretty girls wanna look just like him 

he’s just fine

and all the straight boys want me

and all the pretty boys wanna look just like me

cause i’m fine

but all the straight boys haunt me

and no the pretty girls don’t mean a thing to me

i’m not fine

not fine