My Guys

Nothing you could say
Can tear me away from my guys
Nothing you could do
'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my guys

I'm stickin' to my guys
Like a stamp to a letter
Like the birds of a feather
We stick together
I'm tellin' you from the start
I can't be torn apart from my guys

Nothing you can do
Could make me untrue to my guys
Nothing you could buy
Could make me tell a lie to my guys

I gave my guys my word of honour
To be faithful and I'm gonna
You best be believing
I won't be deceiving my guys

As a matter of opinion I think they tops
My opinion is, they the cream of the crop
As a matter of taste to be exact
They my ideal as a matter of fact

No muscle bound man
Could take my hand from my guys
No handsome face
Could ever take the place of my guys
They may not be movie stars
But when it comes to being happy we are
There's not a man today
Who could take me away from my guys