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The Angels – My Boyfriend’s Back: An Enduring Classic

Introduction

Few songs capture the essence of teenage romance and defiance as vividly as “My Boyfriend’s Back” by The Angels. Released in 1963, this iconic track remains a beloved staple in the annals of pop music history. Let’s delve deeper into the story behind the song and the talented artists who brought it to life.

Did You Know?

1. Origin of the Song:

“My Boyfriend’s Back” was written by the songwriting duo of Bob Feldman, Jerry Goldstein, and Richard Gottehrer, who were also responsible for penning several other notable hits. The song was initially intended for The Shirelles but ended up being recorded by The Angels.

2. Chart-Topping Success:

Upon its release, “My Boyfriend’s Back” skyrocketed to the top of the charts, reaching No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 in the United States. Its catchy melody and playful lyrics resonated with audiences, solidifying its place as a pop music classic.

3. The Angels:

The Angels, an American girl group hailing from New Jersey, consisted of members Barbara Allbut, Phyllis Allbut, and Linda Jansen. Known for their harmonious vocals and infectious energy, they became synonymous with the vibrant sound of the 1960s.

4. Enduring Legacy:

Decades after its initial release, “My Boyfriend’s Back” continues to captivate listeners worldwide. Its timeless appeal has led to numerous cover versions and appearances in various forms of media, cementing its status as a cultural phenomenon.

5. Cultural Impact:

Beyond its musical acclaim, “My Boyfriend’s Back” has left an indelible mark on popular culture, inspiring films, TV shows, and even stage productions. Its catchy refrain and empowering message of loyalty have made it a perennial favorite among audiences of all ages.

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Lyrics: My Boyfriend’s Back 

He went away and you hung around
And bothered me, every night
And when I wouldn’t go out with you
You said things that weren’t very nice

My boyfriend’s back and you’re gonna be in trouble
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You see him comin’ better cut out on the double
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You been spreading lies that I was untrue
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
So look out now cause he’s comin’ after you
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
(Hey, he knows that you been tryin’)
(And he knows that you been lyin’)
He’s been gone for such a long time
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
Now he’s back and things’ll be fine
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You’re gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
Cause he’s kinda big and he’s awful strong
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)

(Hey he knows I wasn’t cheatin’!)
(Now you’re gonna get a beatin’!)
(What made you think he’d believe all your lies?)
(Wah-ooo, wah-ooo)
(You’re a big man now but he’ll cut you down to size
(Wah-ooo, wait and see)

My boyfriend’s back he’s gonna save my reputation
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
If I were you I’d take a permanent vacation
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend’s back)
Yeah, my boyfriend’s back
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
Look out now, yeah, my boyfriend’s back
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
I could see him comin’
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
So you better get a runnin’
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
Alright now
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(La-day-la, my boyfriends’s back)
My boyfriend’s back now
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)

Know he’s comin’ after you
(La-day-la, my boyfriend’s back)
Because he knows I’ve been true now…

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