Hey there, Poor Boy, lost your honeycomb
One things sure, boy, if youre stayin home
You got no chance for another chick
make tonights dance thatll turn the trick
Rock-in, roll-in youll forget her, boy
put your soul in someone better, boy
Have a big ball, get it off your chest
Maybe this all happened for the best
Could be, Poor Boy, as you flip n whirl
youll find pure joy with another girl
When your old flame comes a runnin back
just say Shame, shame and begin to quack
Ha, ha, ha, ha,
are you kidding me?
Ha, ha, ha, ha,
I could never be like I once was
Im no fool now, Im too cool now
I am free just say Hi to her, and good bye to her
Stroll away and let her be
Hei there, Poor boy, watcha mopin for
Thats the cure boy, youve been hopin for
Good advice now, youre not takin it
Wont try nohow even fakin it
Love can stall you like a little toy
So I call you Poor Boy
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