The Flirts - Calling all boys

I'm not the type that easily cries
But I must admit there was a tear in my eye

Now, I know that I love you and I'll know I'll be true, too

Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I love you, I do]
Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I need you, I do]

Hey boys
I think your cute in tight blue jeans and french cut suits
Outta sight, outta mind
Your quite a catch, your quite a find

Ooh, you're sick
Ooh, you're chic
You're so hot, you're so sleek
[You got class, you got style]
[I've wanted you all the while]

I'm not the type that easily cries
But I must admit there was a tear in my eye

Now, I know that I love you and I'll know I'll be true too

Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I love you, I do]
Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I need you, I do]

Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I love you, I do]
Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I need you, I do]

Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I love you, I do]
Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I need you, I do]

Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I love you, I do]
Calling all boys, I'm calling all boys [I need you, I do]