Boy Crazy - Dessa

You’ve got wheels beneath the knee

Just my type, all built for speed

I still fall so easily

I’m just boy

Boy crazy

I’m just boy

Boy crazy

I got foolish

Dreaming on a future with you

Like some amateur

In plastic pearls

A younger girls' perfume

If I’m strong enough to handle this

You’re wrong to leave so soon

I’m just boy

Boy crazy

I’m just boy

Boy crazy

Don’t make me say it

I know what it was

Can’t you just let me call it a —

Sooner or later

Wouldn’t be enough

One of us was gonna fall into —

Don’t make me say it

I know what it was

Can’t you just let me call it

Can’t you just let me call it a crush?

Boy (boy, boy)

Boy crazy

I’m just boy

Boy crazy

Thought you were leaning in

Thought it might mean something

Off of my feet again

Clean sweep

Doesn’t take much, now does it?

Thought we would meet again

Caught in the feeling of it

Head over heels but then

It wasn’t enough, now was it?