Story Behind The Song
The story behind the song is played out every night in bars and venues everywhere. The guy is a musician and goes to the local establishment to perform at open mic night. His wife isn't interested in his hobby, stays home with the kids or goes to her own function. There are always women at his event who find him attractive and flirt. He can't help but fall for the ones he is attracted to and returns the favors. He goes on back home, but what about the next time?
Song Description
The singer frequents a bar/venue where men sing and perform their music. She is attracted to many of them, at various times, and makes no secret of it. She flirts and they naturally respond. But, they are usually married or otherwise attached. They carry on in this public place, because the spouse isn't there. He ends up going home to his wife. She can only dream.
| Song Length |
3:04 |
Genre |
Pop - Dance |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Sociable |
Subject |
Searching for Love |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Boyfriends
I. He goes home to his wife every night.
And for me it's just a wishful thing. Well, well.
We're makin' eyes of understandin'.
And, Baby, we can scheme!
(Chorus)
They say I've got a lot a boyfriends.
Well, no doubt, just look at me.
I love his neck sugar, a squeeze and a hug.
A kiss on th' cheek. I think he's a stud! Oh! My sugar!
He's one of my boyfriends. He's one of my boyfriends.
II. She never comes out to hear him sing.
He's pourin' out his heart and his soul. Oh, girl!
She could bring her hoity-toity friends.
They could rock in his roll!
(Chorus)
They say I've got a lot a boyfriends.
Well, no doubt, just look at me.
I love his neck sugar, a squeeze and a hug.
A kiss on th' cheek. I think he's a stud! Oh! My sugar!
He's one of my boyfriends. He's one of my boyfriends.
III. Look out for divorced and th' lonely.
Don't get loosey-goosey with yo' ring. Naw, naw!
He can't stand to feel all alone.
You gotta chaperone.
(Bridge)
Will she ever learn? Don't send him out alone.
Neglected men tend to roam.
There's so many like me who love to dream.
And just can't wait to whip his cream! Oh! My sugar!
(Chorus)
They say I've got a lot a boyfriends.
Well, no doubt, just look at me.
I love his neck sugar, a squeeze and a hug.
A kiss on th' cheek. I think he's a stud! Oh! My sugar!
He's one of my boyfriends. He's one of my boyfriends.
(Tag)
He's one of my boyfriends.
He's one of my... boyfriends!