Recorded by Connie Francis 1960
 
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 walkin' down some street in town
And I know he's lookin' 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.
 
'Til he holds me
I'll wait impatiently.
Where the boys are,
Where the boys are,
Where the boys are,
Someone waits for me.
 
'Til he holds me
I'll wait impatiently.
Where the boys are,
Where the boys are,
Where the boys are,
Someone waits for me.