Where the Boys Are - Connie Francis

Where the boys are, someone waits for me A smiling face, a warm embrace

Two arms to hold me tenderly

Where the boys are, my true love will be He’s walking down some street in town

And I know he’s looking there for me In the crowd of a million people,

I’ll find my valentine

And then I’ll climb to the highest steeple,

And tell the world he’s mine

Till he holds me, I’ll wait impatiently

Where the boys are, where the boys are

Where the boys are, someone waits for me Till he holds me, I’ll wait impatiently

Where the boys are, where the boys are,

Where the boys are, someone waits for me