I hear you laughing in some other roomand it makes me feel locked outyou say my passion often stifles youand you need to move aboutbut i was taught that boys need girls and girls need boysyou say that's not trueyou'd rather fool around than be alone with mewell, that's alright for youcos you got love, love, love on your sidecos you got love, love, love on your sidecos you got love, love, love on your sidecos you got love, love, love on your sidei've bought you sentimental rosesbut you gave them all awayi've played you all my favorite recordsthen we spent the night in talking, talking all the time...you sent me homei was so surprised to find that after allit doesn't hurt to be alonewell all the things you say make perfect sense to mesomehow i'm still unsurethen i catch myself going through the same old rhapsodyRAP BOY RAP!and i don't understand just what i'm doing to myselfi guess that's nothing newcos when you meet someone who doesn't follow all the rulesit changes everything you do