Take a Look at My Boyfriend
Ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da
Ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But, Mama, I fell in love again
It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But Cupid got me in a chokehold
And I'm afraid I might give in
Towel is on the mat, my white flag is waving
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka-Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love, then I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young, but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
It's been a while since we talked last
And I'm trying hard not to talk fast
But, Dad, I'm finally thinking I may have found the one
Type of girl that'll make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song
About the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plain
I can tell by the way she says my name
I love it when he calls my phone
He even got his very own ringtone
If that ain't love, then I don't know what love is (ba-da-da-da)
It's gonna be a long drive home
But I know as soon as I arrived home
And I open the door
Take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
He'll be back into my arms once more
For sure like
La, la-la-la-la
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
She got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man old man bite his tongue (I'm not done)
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there (man, I swear)
She got porcelain skin, of course, she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song ("All in" on i-Tunes)
She's got the cutest laugh I've ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours (not saying one word)
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future, she's the main component
Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it
But everywhere I go, I keep her picture in my wallet like
Take a look at my boyfriend (boyfriend)
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend (boyfriend)
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend (boyfriend)
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da, yeah)
Not much of a boyfriend (boyfriend)
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
It's been some time since we last spoke
This is gonna sound like a bad joke
But, Mama, I fell in love again
It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend
And I know it sounds so old
But Cupid got me in a chokehold
And I'm afraid I might give in
Towel is on the mat, my white flag is waving
I mean she even cooks me pancakes
And Alka-Seltzer when my tummy aches
If that ain't love, then I don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake
And she loves the music that my band makes
I know I'm young, but if I had to choose her or the sun
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
It's been a while since we talked last
And I'm trying hard not to talk fast
But, Dad, I'm finally thinking I may have found the one
Type of girl that'll make you way proud of your son
And I know you heard the last song
About the girls that didn't last long
But I promise this is on a whole new plain
I can tell by the way she says my name
I love it when he calls my phone
He even got his very own ringtone
If that ain't love, then I don't know what love is (ba-da-da-da)
It's gonna be a long drive home
But I know as soon as I arrived home
And I open the door
Take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor
He'll be back into my arms once more
For sure like
La, la-la-la-la
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
She got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man old man bite his tongue (I'm not done)
She's got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn't stop there (man, I swear)
She got porcelain skin, of course, she's a ten
And now she's even got her own song ("All in" on i-Tunes)
She's got the cutest laugh I've ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours (not saying one word)
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future, she's the main component
Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it
But everywhere I go, I keep her picture in my wallet like
Take a look at my boyfriend (boyfriend)
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da)
Not much of a boyfriend (boyfriend)
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Take a look at my boyfriend (boyfriend)
He's the only one I got (ba-da-da-da, yeah)
Not much of a boyfriend (boyfriend)
I never seem to get a lot (ba-da-da-da, ba-da-da-da)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Bolton, Martin Steven Briley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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