Come out and play with me
come tell me who you are
please tell me who i am
please tell me who
People on the street today
seem very put together I say
smiles in their pocket
self assurance on their brow
Sun up from every angle
Sun down i get yer type
All yer show is all you get
you should let me play
Get a life and apple pie
just don't ask me i know why
Madonna in her her undenwear
you should be in too
I'm getting older yer getting younger
i n this we are miles apart
got some special velvet sidewalk
"Too bad, it ain't yers".Written by Ricky & Marty Wilde
Fresh out of school the young girl lose the sound
She's gonna go where the young bands hang around
And it's still to right with a voice inside
She's screaming, dreaming
And there's no disguise when you look in her eyes she's scheming
I'm thinking about the boys
She's thinking about the boys
Thinking about the boys
There in the dark he starts to touch her hair
Others go round but right now you don't care
Well you just don't fight when they're holding you tight
That feeling, feeling
Well it looks to good and he's making it so appealing
I'm thinking about the boys
Thinking about the boys
Thinking about the boys
Still feeling ground as she goes to make the kill
Watching her move the world is standing still
Cos its still too right with a voice inside
You screaming, dreaming
And there's no disguise when you look in their eyes she's scheming
I'm thinking about the boys
Thinking about the boys
Thinking about the boys