Boys Will Be Boys

Boys Will Be Boys (Shania Twain-inspired country-pop swagger with teasing charm, playful confidence, seductive humor, and a big singalong chorus) Verse 1 Well he walks in the room like he owns the whole place Boots on the hardwood, grin on his face Cowboy hat tilted, slow southern drawl Actin’ ten feet high standin’ six feet tall Talks a little louder when the girls walk by Chrome truck shining underneath the night sky Rough hands wrapped around an ice-cold beer Pretends he ain’t watchin’… but he’s lookin’ over here Pre-Chorus Mmm… they flex and they flirt Like they invented dirt But underneath that smoke and noise There’s a soft heart hiding in the boys Chorus Boys will be boys Struttin’ all around makin’ all that noise Actin’ tough with their sly little smiles Tryna drive a woman wild But then they hold the door Call their mama just to talk some more Pick up a baby, make it laugh with joy Aw honey… boys will be boys Verse 2 One’ll rev his engine like a Friday night king Another one’s fishin’ tryin’ to prove somethin’ They puff up proud like a rooster at dawn Till a sad old dog comes limpin’ along Then suddenly that tough guy bends down slow Scratchin’ floppy ears like nobody knows Tips his hat to a waitress workin’ late Leaves a twenty on a ten-dollar plate Pre-Chorus Yeah they swagger and spin Like they’re too tough to give in But every woman understands The softness hiding in those hands Chorus Boys will be boys Talkin’ big and playin’ with their toys Boots kicked back with a Marlboro grin Lord they pull you right in Sweet as whiskey, warm as rain Little rough cowboy smooth as champagne Heart of gold underneath all that noise Mm darlin’… boys will be boys Bridge Now girls listen close when they pull that charm With broad shoulders and tattooed arms Some’ll break your heart just for the thrill But the real good ones? They’ll love you still And the one I got my eyes on tonight Oh he walks that line just right Little bit reckless, little bit wise Fire in his soul and kindness in his eyes Final Chorus Boys will be boys Even when they’re old and gray-haired cowboys Still actin’ tough, still playin’ it cool Still breakin’ every woman’s rules But the one beside me? Mm honey he’s the real McCoy Sweet touch, rough kiss, southern charm deploy So hands off ladies, don’t get coy That sweet-talkin’, slow-walkin’, hat-tippin’ boy Yeah… he’s all mine And boys will be boys