Dancin’ down on the Sunset Strip
Girls, girls, girls
Yankee girls, ya just can’t be beat
Well, then she broke my heart
Girls, girls, girls
At the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale
Girls, girls, girls
Just tell me a story, you know the one I mean
In the Soho Tribune?
Girls, girls, girls
Forgot the names, remember romance
Tropicana’s where I lost my heart
I’m such a good good boy
But what I need to get me tight are those
I got those photos of menage a trois
Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails
Girls, girls, girls
Body Shop and the Marble Arch
I'll keep you overemployed
Girls, girls, girls
Red lips, fingertips
Girls, girls, girls
Raising hell at the 7th Veil
Have you read the news
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Handful of grease and my hair feels right
Girls, girls, girls
Long legs and burgundy lips
I just need a new toy
But you’re the best when you’re off ya feet
Trick or treat, sweet to eat
Musta broke those Frenchies' laws with those
Girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls
Crazy Horse, Paris, France
I tell ya what, girl, dance for me
Ya know she did me
Girls, girls, girls
On Halloween and New Year's Eve