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 get me tight are those
Girls, girls, girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
Girls, girls, girls
Dancin’ down on the 
Sunset Strip
Girls, girls, girls
Red lips, fingertips
Trick or treat, sweet to eat
On Halloween and 
New Year's 
EveYankee girls, ya just can’t be beat
But you’re the best when you’re off ya feet
Girls, girls, girls
At the Dollhouse in 
Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, girls, girls
Rocking in 
Atlanta at 
Tattletails
Girls, girls, girls
Raising hell at the 7th 
VeilHave you read the news
In the Soho 
Tribune?Ya 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 overemployed
Just tell me a story, you know the one 
I meanCrazy 
Horse, Paris, 
FranceForgot the names, remember romance
I got those photos of menage a trois
Musta broke those 
Frenchies' laws with those
Girls, girls, girls
Body Shop and the 
Marble Arch
Girls, girls, girls
Tropicana’s where 
I lost my heart
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls