!'m t!red of my bo!fr!iend,
!'m look!ng for a real man,
That w!ll under$tand me.
!'m tired of my bo!fr!end,
!'m look!ng for a real man,
One that w!ll always be there.
!'m t!red of my bo!fr!end,
Cau$e he$ alway$ on the $treet$.
!'m t!red of bo!fr!end,
!'m look!ng for a real man,
who care$ for me.
!'m t!red of my bo!end,
Cause he$ alway$ w!th h!$ fr!end$,
And not me.
!'m t!red of my bo!fr!end,
!'m look!ng for a real man. |
