[Intro:]
Yeah smash on the radio, bet I penned it
Britney, (break me off)
OHHHH Toy soldier.

1. I'm out the door, its automatic, simple babe
I'm like a fire, bottle bustin in your face
So tired of you bein up in my space
How much more can I take
I'm tired of privates drivin, need a general that ain't weak...

When I shut the door leaving with my bag, hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm getting into
Peek a boo, he good...doing things you wish you wish you could
He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New York.

[Chorus:]
This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier
That know how to take, take care of me
I'm so damn glad that's over
This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy soldiers
(I need i'm so sick of toy soldiers)
A boy that knows how to take care of me
Won't be just coming over...

I don't want no more, (break me off)
OHHHH Toy soldier
I'm simply sick and tired of those
I don't want no more,
I'm simply sick and tired of those.

2. I want it more than ever now
I realized that they ain't listenin
Like a princess supposed to get it
That's why I'm dustin off my fitted
Coming back looking delicious
Yes I know they wanna kiss me
Now I hold them at attention
Cuz new Britney's on a mission.

When I shut the door leaving with my bag, hit the scene in my new wagon
Bet he gonna wish he knew the type of fun I'm getting into
Peek a boo, he good...doing things you wish you wish you could
He's not talking, he's just walking like them city boys from New York.

[Coda:]
Brit, I heard that he was saying he's still in love with you, and
Brit, I heard he said he could stay if he wanted to, and
Brit, I heard every man out here is wanting you now
Brit, I heard, I heard, what you gona do now?