Him number one is shakin' hands with numbers two and three
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
And the young ones are just too dumb
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong?

What became of all the boys who only want one thing?
And I don't think I have anymore room underneath my thumb
I think after all the ends do justify the means
Is it guilty in here or is it just me?
Someone tell me what I'm doing wrong?
Is it guilty in here or is it just me?

'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings

Is it guilty in here, maybe it's just me
Is it guilty in here, is it just me?

Maybe after all the ends do justify the means
But I've been on a roll of late and they're all down on their knees

I've made a point of not mixing love and pleasure in my life
Is it guilty in here or is it just me?
And the young ones are just too dumb
What became of all the boys who only want one thing?
'Cause daytime boys and nighttime boys usually don't see eye to eye
'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings