Johnny was a school boy,

Working in a layman's land,

He left before a school day,

Impartial to the task at hand,

But Johnny wasn't just right that's what he didn't understand,

Cause he'd take things by the hand and he'd squeeze them until they'd gone again.

Johnny was a boyfriend,

Who took a ride when love was right,

You'd met him on the beach then,

Just before the sun would rise,

But Johnny was a good man that's what she didn't understand,

Cause he took her by the heart and he squeezed her until she'd gone again.

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Johnny was a bad boy,

Who played with feeling every night,

He'd pull apart your heart strings and he'd

Make sure that the light was right,

No, Johnny didn't care what it was that all those people said,

And with nothing left to hide you see Johnny found out more about himself.