Its safe in a city to love in a doorway,

to wrangle some screens from the door

And isn't me, putting pain in a stranger?

Like a portrait in flashin', trails on a leash?

Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?

So I beak up my room, yawn, and

roll into the center rings

And you know I once said



*chorus*

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing

If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

'Cause hole, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing



I'm glad that you're older than me

Makes me feel important and free

Does that make you smile, isn't that me?

I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment

If this trade is accursed, and I'll bless you

and turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and



*chorus