Boys - triple j Like A Version

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
 And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
 That one from work can come over on Monday night
 I want 'em all, I want 'em all
 And they finally leave me, I'm all alone but
 I'm lookin' down and my girls are blowin' my phone up
 Them twenty questions, they askin' me where I'm at
 Didn't hit them back, didn't hit them back
 I'm sorry that I missed you party
 I wish a had a better excuse like
 "I had to trash the hotel lobby"
 I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
 I was busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
 Head is spinning thinkin' 'bout boys
 Boys
 She's busy thinkin'
 In every city I've got one with different ringtones
 Flyin' from L.A. all to way to Puerto Rico
 My girls are callin' me askin' me where I'm at
 Didn't hit them back, didn't hit them back
 I'm sorry that I missed you party
 I wish a had a better excuse like
 I can't even lie, you got me
 I was busy thinkin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
 I was busy dreamin' 'bout boys, boys, boys
 Head is spinning thinkin' 'bout boys
 Boys
 She's busy thinkin'
 I would tell you that I loved you
 If I thought that you would stay
 But I know that it's no use
 That you've already gone away
 Misjudged your limits
 Pushed you too far
 Took you for granted
 I thought that you needed me more
 Boys don't cry
 Boys don't cry
 Boys (boys), boys (boys), boys (boys)
 I was busy dreamin' 'bout
 Boys (boys), boys (boys), boys (boys)
 I was busy dreamin' 'bout boys