Karen:
Ooooohh...
Yeah

Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
They're making the killing at the top of the billings
Their role, and that's all that they know
But some boys don't listen, some boys don't listen at all
They don't ask for permission, they lack inhibitions
No walls, they get what they want

But some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are singing, some boys are singing the blues, yeah
Joylessly flinging with the girls that they're bringing to their rooms
And then leave them, they're through
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
'Cause there's no one that's keeping them warm through the evening
They know that they're on their own

Some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone

'Cause some boys don't know how to love, no
Some boys don't know how to love, no
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys don't know how to love, they get what they went