Boys

Boys
Every girl is searching for that
Someone they can talk to
Someone who will open doors and
Make the sun come shine through
Mr. Right the one you trust
The one she'll give her heart too
He'll make her dreams come true
But every boy is searching for that
Someone they can play with
Have her over once a week said, "Baby, you're my favorite"
The girl that doesn't mind being a part of the rotation
She'll make his dreams come true

Through squinted eyes (oh cause he's so shiny)
Blinded by (Oh he said he liked me)
Oh surprise (when we get our hearts broken blindfolded)
Oh boys
This is not our choice
We can't help that opposites attract
But where's the fun in that
For a hopeful, romantic kind of girl
I used to hold my pillow tight and
Every night I'd ask God
Cupid could you make some moves
And put me on the fast back
He'd call my name and take my breath and
Kiss me real romantic
I'd fall asleep with his smile
But every night he'd close his eyes
While flicking through the pages
Excited by the ladies wasn't
Looking at the faces
Time went by the sun came up
His passions never faded
He'd fall asleep with his smile
We can't help that opposites attract
But where's the fun in that for a hopeful
Romantic kind of girl