I was busy thinking ’bout boys
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
I was miles away, yeah
Didn’t hit ’em back
Boys, boys (oh)

Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys
I’m sorry that I missed your party
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
I want ’em all
Boys, boys
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
But I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys (boys), boys (boys)

Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

Darling, I can’t stop it
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I want ’em all
Even if I wanted
That one from work can come over on Monday night
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Missed what you were saying
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys
I wish I had a better excuse like

I wish I had a better excuse like
Boys, boys
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Didn’t hit ’em back

In every city I got one with different ringtones
But I can’t even lie, you got me
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys

Boys, boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
Boys, boys