One girl was called Jean Marie, Another little girl Felicity, Another little girl was Sally Joy, The other was me, and I'm a boy.
My name is Alice and I'm a headcase They practice making up on my face I feel lucky if I get pants to wear Spend ages taking curlers out of my hair
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, But my ma'am won't admit it. I'm a boy, I'm a boy, If I say I am I get it.
I wanna play baseball on the green, Ride my bike across the street, Cut myself and see my blood, Wanna come home all covered in mud.
My name is Alice and I'm a headcase They practice making up on my face I feel lucky if I get pants to wear Spend ages taking curlers out of my hair
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, But my ma'am won't admit it. I'm a boy, I'm a boy, If I say I am I get it.
I'm a boy, I'm a boy, But my ma'am won't admit it. I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm a boy, I'm... a... boy... I'm... a... boy... I'm... a... boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.