I've been told when a boy kiss a girl
Take a trip around the world
Hey, hey(3x)
Yeah she said you do.
My girl says when I kiss her lips
Get the thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey(3x)
Yeah she said you do
Well I talk about boys
Don't you know I mean boys
Well I talk about boys now
Ah, boys
Well I talk about boys now
What a bundle of joy
Alright George!
My girl says when I kiss her lips
Get the thrill through her fingertips
Hey, hey(3x)
Yeah she said you do
Well I talk about boys
Don't you know I mean boys
Well I talk about boys now
Ahhhhhhh!
Well I talk about boys now
What a bundle of joy(Words by John Oates
Music by John Oates, George Bizet)
To play to get rich
And die baroque is wrong
If you write a song for god
Will he sing along
While rows of robot symphonies read on
Is that the way you wanted it played
Manuscripted memories
Sound with no electricity
Concentration line on the face of serious music
Manuscripted memories
Sound but no electricity
Concentration lines on the face of serious music
You brought a bit of jazz to the concert hall
But you won't hear violins at the darkies' ball
Your rhapsody in blue will outlive us all
I wish I was there the night you played it
Manuscripted memories
Sound with no electricity
Concentration line on the face of serious music
Manuscripted memories
Sound but no electricity
Concentration lines on the face of serious music