Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before I'll be yours Stuck in the jet wash Bad trip I couldn't get off

Give you something good to celebrate I'll give you a taste Make it like your birthday everyday I know you like it sweet So you can have your cake Boy when you're with me So make a wish I'll make it like your birthday everyday I'll be your gift

I see you every day I got my eyes on you I love the way you walk You're my babe You got dimples in your jaw Said I'm crazy 'bout your walk I love the way you talk When you're talkin' that talk You're my baby

Shout to all my lost boys, sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shouts to all my lost boys we rowdy Shout to all my lost boys, sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shouts to all my lost boys (when you're ready) Shout to all my lost boys, sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shouts (when you're ready) (Shout to all my

When it came to love I thought we had enough Then again, what do I know? I'm just another boy in another band You're just another girl I put in a song I watched her pack up her mink coat, pink stilettos, rosary She turned and said she was going, chasing

Boys will be boys Have some composure And where is your posture? You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention When I say shotgun, you say wedding

We're going to shoot you But don't get the wrong idea And there's nothing in your head or pocket Throat or wallet You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound That could change just how this

Before you speak, don't move ‘Cause I don't wanna wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up You're such a dream to me If you can believe (Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum) Last night boy I met you Yeah, when I was sleeping And it was on a

Johnny you're too bad Now you're lootin' now you're shootin' Boy you're too bad One of these days when you hear a voice say come Where you gonna run to? There will be no rock Walking down the road with a pistol in your waist Walking down the road with a

Kiss lots of boys Or kiss lots of girls When the straight and narrow Gets a little too straight If that's something you're into Roll up the joint, or don't Just follow your arrow Wherever it points, yeah Follow your arrow