text: Young heart, oh what a waste
  Especially for such a pretty face, now
  Its too bad in any case
  I guess Ill be the one that got away
  So go on
  Go home
  Try your sad style on somebody else
  No, no
  Stay away with your sad song
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend
  When you need a little company
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend, no
  When theres not another phone to ring
  Friday night, you call me up
  But you got my number wrong
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend
  Your boyfriend, your boyfriend
  No, oh, oh
  So cool with a cigarette
  Your greatest hits on tape cassette
  Brand new Dior jacket on
  A cracked screen on your telephone, oh no
  So go on
  Go home
  Try your sad style on somebody else
  No, no
  Stay away with your sad song
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend
  When you need a little company
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend, no
  When theres not another phone to ring
  Friday night, you call me up
  But you got my number wrong
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend
  Your boyfriend, your boyfriend
  No, oh, oh
  No, oh, oh
  No, oh, oh
  No, oh, oh
  You heard it wrong, you heard it wrong
  No, oh, oh
  No, oh, oh
  No, oh, oh
  You heard it wrong, you heard it wrong
  Im not your boyfriend
  When you need a little company
  Ah, Im not your boyfriend
  When theres not another phone to ring
  Friday night, you call me up
  But you got my number wrong
  I dont wanna be your boyfriend
  Your boyfriend, your boyfriend
  No, no, no!