Darren Hayes Boy Lyrics:
Stand up straight
Boy
Tuck your shirt
Wipe your face
Nobody likes a crybaby
shh
Boy
Baby boy
Dry your eyes
Welcome to the world
Boy
Stand up straight
Baby boy
dont hit hot your sister
Dry your eyes
(Don't hit your sister)
Don't hit your sister
Shut your mouth
Wipe your hands
Don't you cry
Tuck your shirt
Turn off the TV
Don't hit your sister
Get a job
Turn it down
Find a girl
Rule the world
(Do you call that music)
Don't sing high
Boy
Use your sense
(Cut your hair)
Get what you want
Shoot your gun
Cut your hair
(Cut your hair)
Drop your phone
Dance with your
hands down
Use your name
(boy)
Rule the world
(Keep it inside)
It's your right now
Don't hit your sister
(Nobody likes a crybaby)
We like girls
who are thinner,
baby
(Don't hit your sister)
Nobody likes a
crybaby boy
Baby boy
Stake your clainm
(Shut your mouth)
Drive your car
(What's is your problem)
Buy a bigger one
(Tuck your shirt in)
(Cat caught in
your tongue)
Choose a book
(Don't make me show you)
Shoot your gun
(If I have to find it)
Don't get me angry
Don't sing high
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(I have to use it again)
(Don't make me)
Don't get me angry boy
(I don't have to
use it again)
Baby baby baby
(Shut your mouth)
Baby boy
(Don't hit your sister)
Keep the noise down
Boy
Use your sense
Baby boy
(Nobody likes a
crybaby, boy)
Lift some weights
Win the race
Baby boy
Tuck your shirt
Everybody likes a
winner, baby
(Don't hit your sister)
Everybody likes a
winner, baby
Everybody likes a
winner baby
Everybody likes a
sinner, baby
Ace the test
Find a girl
Buy a home
(Clean your plates)
Settle down
(Eat your vegetable)
Keep your feelings
deep inside
(Don't be late)
Don't sing high
Don't make me use it
We like girls
who are thinner,
baby
Better lift some weights
We like girls
who are thinner,
baby
Feed your dog
(Better lift
some weights)
(Shut your mouth)
Shoot your gun
Drop your phone
Drive your car
(Don't make me angry)
It's your right now
Don't sing high now
Find a girl
Clean your room
Baby baby baby baby boy
(If I have to
find it you'll
be sorry)
We like boys who
are trimmer,
baby
We like girls
who are thinner,
baby
Boy
Baby boy
We like girls
who are thinner,
baby
Baby boy
Don't sing high
Boy
Baby boy
shh
Go to sleep boy
shh
go to sleep
shh
go to sleep
shh
Lyrics: Boy, Darren Hayes [end]