Let's Hear It For the Boy

Let's Hear It For The Boy

Rusty

My baby, he don't talk sweet

He ain't got much to say

But he loves me, loves me, loves me

I know that he loves me anyway

And maybe he don't dress fine

But I don't really mind

Cuz every time he pulls me near

I just wanna cheer

Let's hear it for the boy

Let's give the boy a hand

Let's hear it for my baby

You know you gotta understand

Whoa, maybe he's no Romeo

But he's lovin' one-man show

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Let's hear it for the boy

Rusty, Ariel, Irene and Doreen

My baby may not be rich

He's watching every dime

But he loves me, loves me, loves me

And we always have a real good time

Rusty

And maybe he sings off key

But that's alright by me

Cuz what he does he does so well

Makes me wanna yell

Let's hear it for the boy

Let's give the boy a hand

Let's hear it for my baby

You know you gotta understand

Maybe he's no Romeo

But he's my lovin' one-man show

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Let's hear it for the boy

Maybe he's no Casanova

Still his kisses bowl me ov-ah!

Let's hear it for the boy

Let's give the boy a hand

Let's hear it for my baby

You know you gotta understand

Oh, he don't score at Bowl-A-Rama

Still, you gotta thank his Mama

Whoa, whoa whoa whoa

Let's hear it for the boy

Hear it for my man

Let's hear it for my baby