Girls, Girls, Girls

Friday night and I need a fight
 My motorcycle and a switchblade knife
 Handful of grease in my hair feels right
 But what I need to make me tight are
 Girls, Girls, Girls
 Long legs and burgundy lips
 Girls,
 Dancin' down on Sunset Strip
 Girls
 Red lips, fingertips
 Trick or treat-sweet to eat
 On Halloween and New Year's Eve
 Yankee girls ya just can't beat
 But they're the best when they're off their 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 Veil Have 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 e 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 mean
 Crazy Horse, Paris, France
 Forget the names, remember romance
 I got the photos, a menage a trois
 Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those
 Girls, Girls. Girls
 Body Shop. Marble Arch
 Girls, Girls, Girls
 Tropicana's where I lost my heart
 Girls, Girls, Girls