Boy In Love
Never been easy to please, always been best on my own
I don't need her to be kind, I get my kicks all alone
I don't do walks on the beach, I don't get dressed up for shows
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
My heart's been bruised like a peach, my soul's been set like a stone
But now when Sam Cooke sings, she got me whistlin' along
I didn't think I could care, but now I wait by the phone
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
Mercy, please
Suddenly I'm crawlin' to her on my knees (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, mercy, please
Suddenly I need her like a harmony (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Because she talks and she walks like a woman
She makes me feel like a boy, when I shouldn't
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Oh, love)
(You don't know what you're missing)
Well now, I'm eager to please, when my lady is home
I'll give her X, Y, Z, so I can call her my own
I used to act like a man, but what did I ever know?
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah) yeah (ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(One, two, three, four)
Mercy, please
Suddenly I'm crawlin' to her on my knees (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, mercy, please
Suddenly I need her like a harmony (whoa, whoa, whoa)
She is the subject of all my desire
Until I found her, I was merely a liar
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
I don't need her to be kind, I get my kicks all alone
I don't do walks on the beach, I don't get dressed up for shows
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
My heart's been bruised like a peach, my soul's been set like a stone
But now when Sam Cooke sings, she got me whistlin' along
I didn't think I could care, but now I wait by the phone
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
Mercy, please
Suddenly I'm crawlin' to her on my knees (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, mercy, please
Suddenly I need her like a harmony (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Because she talks and she walks like a woman
She makes me feel like a boy, when I shouldn't
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Oh, love)
(You don't know what you're missing)
Well now, I'm eager to please, when my lady is home
I'll give her X, Y, Z, so I can call her my own
I used to act like a man, but what did I ever know?
She got me good, I feel like a boy in love
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(Ha-ah) yeah (ha-ah)
(Ha-ah, ha-ah)
(One, two, three, four)
Mercy, please
Suddenly I'm crawlin' to her on my knees (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, mercy, please
Suddenly I need her like a harmony (whoa, whoa, whoa)
She is the subject of all my desire
Until I found her, I was merely a liar
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
Oh, she got me good, I feel like a boy in love
Credits
Writer(s): Annielle Lisiuk, Elliot James Reay, Joshua Reis Noble, Karl Ziegler
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