Lyrics

He's so dramatic with a heart that's made of gold But can he make me laugh till I almost cry? And there's another with a wicked sense of humor But he's kind of moody and a little bit shy And three, he's troubled cause he's sexy and he knows it And four, he's so cool, but did he go to school? (So many minutes, so little time) But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all In my little black book (Hey) Tell me who from A to Z spills a lot of fun for me In my little black book (Oh yeah) Number five wants to take me for a ride Thinks he can call my number four a good time (No time) He's just like I think he's off my list With that leather jacket from 1989 And don't forget, seven, he's a little piece of heaven Eight, he wants to wait, wonder is he straight? (So many minutes, so little time) But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all In my little black book (Hey) Tell me who from A to Z spills a lot of fun for me In my little black book But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all In my little black book (Yeah) Tell me who from A to Z spills a lot of fun for me In my little black book I said who's that making that nasty noise (Me and the boys, me and the boys) I said who's that making that nasty noise (Me and the boys, me and the boys) I said who's that making that nasty noise (Me and the boys, me and the boys) I said who's that making that nasty noise (Me and the boys, me and the boys) But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all In my little black book (Yeah) Tell me who from A to Z spills a lot of fun for me In my little black book But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all In my little black book (Ah, ah) Tell me who from A to Z spills a lot of fun for me In my little black book (Oh yeah) (But locked up, short of tone, who's the barestuff and all) (In my)