They're the children on parade And nobody knows All the girls and boys have gone away They never really had much to say They took off all their clothes and their shoes Politely asked to be excused They have a secret they can share All the broken toys lie

And start make it hard for both di boys and di girls Dem steal all di Africans diamonds and pearls And start bank it up inna federal reserves Well educated fools they have ruined di world Educated demons And educated goons

I choose you, I choose you I choose you, to be by my side I choose you, to hold me at night It's the biggest decision I'm about to get right When we're born into this world We don't really get to say Little boys and little girls handed the brand new

Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad

We don't always say what we mean My youth is the foundation of me So wake me up in the Spring From the city of the 915 Where all the girls are pretty And they're down for the hype All my boys are with me Going up for the night But who cares, who cares

La, la, la, la-la, la, la, la Love me, hate me Are begging to if you seek Amy All of the boys and all of the girls But can't you see what I see? Say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls Tell me have you seen her, cause I'm so

It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up It all started with a broken heart Red heels on the table and I didn't care I got high to forget you, I got high real hard It all started with girls on boys It all started with girls on boys, girls on

All around the world, pretty girls We're just so pretty! Wipe the floor with all the boys Jump the line, to the front Pour the drinks, bring the noise Do what we like, get what we want (Some things don't change) (The girls roll up) Windows roll down

To all the boys and girls outside You know I didn't cry But you saw me anyway In the back of the creek one day And if you're trying to get a ride On a roller skate or a bike Just ask me and I'll take you round The block and back this way again Why don't