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Lyrics
GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS - Motley Crue
Friday night and I need a fight
My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
Handful of grease and my hair feels right
But what I need to make me tight are those
Girls, Girls, Girls, long legs and burgundy lips
Girls, Girls, Girls, dancing down on sunset strip
Girls, Girls, Girls, red lips, fingertips
Trick or treat, sweet to eat
On halloween and New Year's Eve
Yankee girls, ya just can't be beat
But they're the best when their of their feet
Girls, Girls, Girls, at the dollhouse in Fort Lauderdale
Girls, Girls, Girls, rockin' in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, Girls, Girls, raising hell at the seventh vail
Have you heard the news, in the SoHo Tribune
You know she did me, well then she broke my heart
I'm such a good good boy, I just need a new toy
I tell ya what girl, dance for me, I'll keep you over employed
Just tell me a story, you know the one I mean
Crazy Horse, Paris France
Forgot the names, remember romance
Got the photos, a menage a trois
Must have broke the frenchies laws with those
Girls, Girls, Girls, body shop, marble arch
Girls, Girls, Girls, tropicana's where I lost my heart
Girls, Girls, Girls,
Girls, Girls, Girls
(Solo)