I was busy thinking 'bout boys Boys, boys I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Boys, boys (XCX) Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday That one from work can come over on Monday night I want 'em all I want 'em all And when they finally leave me I'm all alone, but I'm looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up Them twenty questions, they asking me where I'm at Didn't hit 'em back I'm sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse like "I had to trash the hotel lobby" But I was busy thinking 'bout boys Boys, boys I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Boys, boys Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys In every city I got one with different ringtones Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico My girls are calling me asking me where I'm at Didn't hit 'em back I'm sorry that I missed your party I wish I had a better excuse like But I can't even lie, you got me I was busy thinking 'bout boys Boys, boys I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Boys, boys Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys Don't be mad, don't be mad at me (no, no, no, no) Darling, I can't stop it Even if I wanted Don't be mad, don't be mad at me (no, no, no, no) Missed what you were saying I was miles away, yeah Don't be mad, don't be mad, not like I had a choice I was busy thinking 'bout boys Boys, boys I was busy dreaming 'bout boys Boys, boys I was busy thinking 'bout boys (boys) Boys (boys), boys (boys) I was busy dreaming 'bout boys (dreaming 'bout boys) Boys, boys (oh) Head is spinning thinking 'bout boys