Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole:
They're making the killing at the top of the billings
Their role, and that's all that they know...
But some boys don't listen, some boys don't listen at all They don't ask for permission, they lack inhibitions
No walls, and they get what they want:
Some boys don't know how to love!
Some boys are singing, some boys are singing the blues:
Joylessly flinging with the girls that they're bringing to their rooms...
And then leave them, they're through!
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone:
Cause there's no one that's keeping them warm through evening
They know that they're on their own...
Some boys don't know how to love:
Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole:
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys don't know how to love -
They won't get what they want:
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<3 !!
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