Boys

We tried to fly
Is it so high?
We dont think so
We dont think so

Are we looked at?
Are we set back?
Can we fake him
Emulate him?

Time is breaking
Changing faking
Grind us up now
Not too hard now

Features so fine
Rouge and eye line
Things I fancy
Just like Nancy

Fashions alter
Often falter
Crypsos out now
No more fights now

Make-ups taking
Lots of shaving
On my eyelash
You sure, it dont clash

Slim-line trousers
Facial powders
Flooding my mind
You sure, theres no lines

Eye me up now
Pamper me now
Please dont pass by
Or I shall cry