Watching him in the gym Watching him pump iron I wish I was in him And his name is brian He come from the south of France And he wears girly pants With him, I would like to dance I like boys I like boys I like boys I like boys (I like) boys, boys, boys God, I love their toys Checking up the naughty boys And their messy ways Boys, boys, boys God, I love their toys Spying on the sexy boys I love their anal toys [?] take off your pants And put them on the chair [?] one in the corner, yes [?] over there I love it in the super shop There's boys down every aisle There's one called pete and guy and phil (And even one called kyle) They always take my number They never can resist It's not only my gleaming smile But the size of my fist Boys I like boys I like boys I like boys (I like) boys, boys, boys God, I love their toys Checking up the naughty boys And their messy ways Boys, boys, boys God, I love their toys Spying on the sexy boys I love their anal toys You're mine now, [?] Your little sexy boy Take you [?] And put it where that Sun don't shine, ya Nothing left to surprise me I want all the boys to fertilize me Fell the weight, fell the burn Now that put that [?] where there's no return (Sexy boy) (Sexy boy, sexy boy You motherfucking sexy boy) Boys I like boys I like boys I like boys (I want some more) I like boys I like boys I like boys I like boys (How much is this boy, a dollar?) ([?] baby boys) (Dude, do you like the beach boys?) (Catch that boy!)