Boy
I bet you think you got your arms all around me
I know you think you got your foot in the door
But baby your daydreaming's starting to hound me
What makes you think that this is something more?
I bet you probably think I'm a dick now
It makes me wonder why you took so long
I guess unless you're as thick as a brick now
You've started noticing there's something wrong
It don't get hard when you make it hard
Draggin' your shit down the boulevard
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
And I don't have a problem if you have a problem with it
Now I don't mean to say you're wrong
And I don't mean to say I'm right
But you and me we don't belong
On a seven-hour flight
To see your mama
It's sad to hear that you can't live without me
It makes me sick to think you're hangin' on
'Cause brother you've got every reason to doubt me
And any second baby I'll be gone
It don't get hard when you make it hard
Draggin' your shit down the boulevard
I've got to jet so I'll say so long
But don't forget I wrote you a song
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I know you think you got your foot in the door
But baby your daydreaming's starting to hound me
What makes you think that this is something more?
I bet you probably think I'm a dick now
It makes me wonder why you took so long
I guess unless you're as thick as a brick now
You've started noticing there's something wrong
It don't get hard when you make it hard
Draggin' your shit down the boulevard
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
And I don't have a problem if you have a problem with it
Now I don't mean to say you're wrong
And I don't mean to say I'm right
But you and me we don't belong
On a seven-hour flight
To see your mama
It's sad to hear that you can't live without me
It makes me sick to think you're hangin' on
'Cause brother you've got every reason to doubt me
And any second baby I'll be gone
It don't get hard when you make it hard
Draggin' your shit down the boulevard
I've got to jet so I'll say so long
But don't forget I wrote you a song
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
I'm not supposed to be your boy
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Giovagnoli
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