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Boy Toy
Why can't I just be a boy again,
I think I was much happier then.
I miss being a boy,
having fun and playing with toys.
Things were so simpler when I was young,
it was ok if I act dumb.
Now there is so much I can't do,
I miss it all and that is so true!
Yeah I hurt when I was a kid,
but never hurt like that's so big.
I cried when I didn't get something,
and happyness is what I am hunting.
I wish I was just a little kid,
every one loved the things I did!
I hate my being grown,
you never know what to call home!
Love is easy as a child,
whatever happens it just hurts for a little while.
When your grown love can be full of pain,
keeps you out of the sun to leave you in rain.
I just miss being a boy,
I am tired of being her toy!
I think I was much happier then.
I miss being a boy,
having fun and playing with toys.
Things were so simpler when I was young,
it was ok if I act dumb.
Now there is so much I can't do,
I miss it all and that is so true!
Yeah I hurt when I was a kid,
but never hurt like that's so big.
I cried when I didn't get something,
and happyness is what I am hunting.
I wish I was just a little kid,
every one loved the things I did!
I hate my being grown,
you never know what to call home!
Love is easy as a child,
whatever happens it just hurts for a little while.
When your grown love can be full of pain,
keeps you out of the sun to leave you in rain.
I just miss being a boy,
I am tired of being her toy!
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Boy Toy
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