Lyrical Breakdown of Boys Boys Boys - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Boys Boys Boys" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Lady Gaga weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Boys Boys Boys" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Lady Gaga employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
  • Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Lady Gaga's narrative.

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Hey there sugar baby

Saw you twice at the pop show

You taste just like glitter

Mixed with rock and roll

I like you a lot, lot

Think you're really hot, hot

Know you think you're special

When we dance real crazy

Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby

I like you a lot, lot

All we want is hot, hot

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them!

Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Ohh, oh oh oh-uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers

Let's go see The Killers

And make out in the bleachers

I like you a lot, lot

Think you're really hot, hot

Let's go to the party

Heard our buddy's the DJ

Don't forget my lipstick

I left it in your ashtray

I like you a lot, lot

All we want is hot, hot

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them!

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them!

I'm not loose, I like to party

Let's get lost in your Ferrari

Not psychotic or dramatic

I like boys and that is that

Love it when you call me "legs"

In the morning buy me eggs

Watch your heart when we're together

Boys like you love me for ever

Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them!

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them

Boys, Boys, Boys

We like boys in cars

Boys, Boys, Boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys, Boys, Boys

With hairspray and denim

And Boys, Boys, Boys

We love them! We love them!