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Corinna Joy
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Corinna Joy Jackson
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This little boy went to market
Tried to buy his way into my heart
And I'm looking for somethin' of substance
And I walk and talk in plastic credit card
This little boy found religion
Tried to force me down upon my knees
He didn't know my eyes were open
And I watched him lose his faith in bed with me
One little boy who broke me open
Two little boys, you must be jokin'
Three little boys, and I've had enough of just playin' pretend
Better beware, little boys that look like men
This little boy went to Congress
Tried to change the world with his ideas
But I cannot afford a boy with vision
If he's too afraid to tell me how he feels
One little boy who broke me open
Two little boys, you must be jokin'
Three little boys, and I've had enough of just playin' pretend
Better beware, little boys that look like
They'd rather be at home
Playin' video games alone
While you break your back to keep away the cold
Better beware, little boys, of never growin' up until you're old
One little boy, his eyes were different
He took my heart and I gave him my hand
So I would let you in on a little secret
It's not the years you've been alive that make you into a man
Oh
Too many boys, and I've had enough
I won't do this again, oh
Oh, one little boy who broke me open
Two little boys, you must be jokin'
Three little boys, and I've had enough of just playin' pretend
Better beware, little boys that look like men
Written by: Corinna Joy Jackson