Standing outside the Rialto
Watching the babes, slip away
You saw my boys in fiasco
What did they say, was it ok?
Blue jeans, white shirt
That's what the boys always wore
But the boys never scored
She looked, at me
Am I not the only guy to see
I'm just a boy, she's looking at me
We wait outside of her window
Is she awake, we didn't think so
Some other boy in her bedroom
Making his way, into the bathroom
Blue jeans, white shirt
That's what the boys always wore
But the boys never scored
She looked, at me
Am I not the only guy to see
I'm just a boy, she's looking at me