Boys seem to like the girls
Who like to kiss and tell,
Talking them up about the things they do so well,
But I'd rather find a boy
Who is down for the chase,
Putting in the time that it takes
To be fly as a mother. Hey!
To supply all of my heart's demands,
Suit and tie ‘cause under cover
He's gonna save my life like Superman,
Hey!
Where do the good boys go to hide away, hide away?
I'm a good, good girl who needs a little company,
Looking high and low, someone let me know
Where do the good boys go to hide away, hide away?