GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS

(Girls, girls, girls)

I think it's clear, clear to see

You've been searching for somebody like me

A red heart from fantasy

High heels clicking like a symphony

No need for mystery

I know that you want me

All over your body

Ta-ta-ta-ta touch me

I'll tell you when to speak

You can call me Amy

I got what you seek

Come in closer, I wanna bite

Of your cherry apple, sticky-icky pie

Got your number with hearts by the side

I want your lipstick and your pearls

I want girls, girls, girls

I like Barbies, I like Brats

Don't got no type, I just want someone that's bad

Denominate, switch it up, and subtract

Multiply your moans, yeah, when you throw it back-back-back-back

No need for mystery

I know that you want me

All over your body

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta touch me

I'll tell you when to speak

You can call me Amy

I got what you seek

Come in closer, I wanna bite

Of your cherry apple, sticky-icky pie

Got your number with hearts by the side

I want your lipstick and your pearls

I want girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

I want girls

Girls, girls, girls

I want girls, I want-

Girls, girls, girls

I want girls

Girls

So soft, so magical

We go places so fantastical

I can't imagine life without girls, girls, girls

So magical, so soft

So slick the lace just slips right off

I can't imagine life without girls

Do you find women attractive?

If I didn't I wouldn't find myself attractive

I think one has to begin, first, with themself

Does that make you bisexual?

It doesn't make me anything

I-It's ridiculous, r-r-ridiculous th-th-theres no comparison

Come in closer, I wanna bite

Of your cherry apple, sticky-icky pie

Got your number with hearts by the side

I want your lipstick and your pearls

I want girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

I want girls

Girls, girls, girls

I want girls, I want-

Girls, girls, girls

I want-

Girls, girls, girls