Girls, Girls, Girls

  • Mötley Crüe

Friday night and I need a fightMy motorcycle and a switchblade knifeHandful of grease in my hair feels rightBut what I need to make me tight are those

Girls, girls, girlsLong legs and burgundy lipsGirls, girls, girlsDancin' down on Sunset StripGirls, girls, girlsRed lips, fingertips

Trick or treat, sweet to eatOn Halloween and New Year's EveYankee girls, you just can't be beatBut you're the best when you're off your feet

Girls, girls, girlsAt the Dollhouse in Ft. LauderdaleGirls, girls, girlsRocking in Atlanta at TattletailsGirls, girls, girlsRaising Hell at the 7th Veil

Have you read the newsIn the Soho Tribune?You know she did meWell, then she broke my heartI'm such a good, good boyI just need a new toy

I tell you what, girl, dance for meI'll keep you overemployedJust tell me a storyYou know the one I mean

Crazy Horse, Paris, FranceForgot them names, remember romanceI got the photos, a menage a troisMusta broke those French's laws with those

Girls, girls, girlsAt the Body Shop and the Marble ArchGirls, girls, girlsTropicana's where I lost my heartGirls, girls, girls

Hey baby, don't you wanna go somewhere? (Girls, girls, girls)Girls, girls, girlsGirls, girls, girlsGirls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girlsWoo!

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