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