Lyrics

It's the same old story all over the world From Bangkok to Birmingham, boy meets girl He's a wild seed, got hell to raise She's about to put him in his place Boys will be boys, when girls will let them It's a fact of life, don't you forget 'em 'Cause the hand that rocks the cradle Rules the world when you upset them Boys will be boys, when girls will let them Now you can hear him bragging, but he's just blowing smoke Says he's the king of his castle, but she knows it's a joke He's a jester when his friends are around She's the one who really wears the crown Boys will be boys, when girls will let them It's a fact of life, don't you forget 'em 'Cause the hand that rocks the cradle Rules the world when you upset them Boys will be boys, when girls will let them Well it's the same old story since time began Love is a riddle, men, just can't understand She says, "Oh, baby, you can do what you please" One little look will bring him to his knees Boys will be boys, when girls will let them It's a fact of life, don't you forget 'em 'Cause the hand that rocks the cradle Rules the world when you upset them Boys will be boys, when girls will let them Boys will be boys Boys will be boys Makin' some noise Boys will be boys Oh, play it boys Makin' some noise They got their toys
Writer(s): Tom Littlefield, Rick Rowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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