Boy

Whistle at me as you ride your bike down Cherry Street Oh, you're very sweet We spent two days with nothing on But cassette tapes from '93 Boy, my joy's in your skin, boy When we get to talking, boy I really want it, boy All of my real filthy dreams come true When I pull you in the bar bathroom Oh, boy, I like your tongue in my mouth Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch Oh, boy, c'mon and put my anxious heart to rest Boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy, boy Come outside and help me light my cigarette Then I'll kiss your neck Tell me why you hesitate, don't you love me yet? Don't you love me yet? Boy, my joy's in your skin, boy When we get to talking, boy I really want it, boy All of my real filthy dreams come true When I pull you in the bar bathroom Oh, boy, I like your tongue in my mouth Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch Oh, boy, c'mon and put my anxious heart to rest Boy, I like your tongue in my mouth Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch Oh, boy, c'mon and put my anxious heart to rest Boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, my joy's in your skin, boy When we get to talking, boy I really want it, boy