The Boys

The wind blows my hair across my face There's a kid on his skateboard in the Manly sun We're driving down the avenue Past all the big houses And there's something about these streets And the way you wear your heart on your sleeve And down below, I see the aquamarine I think that I'm beginning To care I think that I'm beginning To care Oh, the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys Boys buy a case and we sit in the backyard Our hair and our skin's all salty and starched The air is soft, reminds of Indian days I think that I'm beginning To care I think that I'm beginning To care Oh, the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys Yeah, the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys Stay with me Stay a while Stay with me Stay a while Oh, I think that your love is making me nervous The way your eyes hold me standing backstage I'll find my way from the old road, but I don't know when I think that I'm beginning To care Oh, the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys Yeah, the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys, the boys Driving in cars with the boys I think that I'm beginning To care I think that I'm beginning To care I think that I'm beginning To care I think that I'm beginning To care