Boy-girl, boy-girl
 When a boy meets a girl
 Boy-girl
Finding out
 I'm finding out the things
 That I've been talking about
 I'm finding all the things
 That I've been missing out
 Finding all the things
 I lose my mind
 Sometimes fall behind
 You and I we live on the big ship
 And time goes by
 You make up and I believe a lady's lie
 Your skin is colored strawberries and cream
 Sometimes I scream
 Boy-girl, boy-girl
 When a boy meets a girl
 Boy-girl
 We go out
 A picture or a disco or a roundabout
 I walk you home, I hold you there
 You're giving out
 I open doors so I can shut your face
 Know your place
 Boy-girl, boy-girl
 When a boy meets a girl
 Boy-girl
 You can take me in your hand
 Stand back, leave me, come in
 Up and down and all around
 You will sideways to the ground
 Boy-girl, boy-girl
 When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets a girl
Boy-girl, boy-girl
When a boy meets
When a boy meets
When a boy meets a girl