| I can still remember me and my sister
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| Raiding mommas makeup, lipstick all over our face
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| Yeah what a mess we made
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| And Back when I was 15 I’d leave the house in blue jeans
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| Take a short skirt and change when I got to school
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| No momma she never knew… No
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| Spring break… college days
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| All I’m gonna say about that
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| Is Girls will be Girls
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| From the start of this old world
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| We’ve been shaking things up
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| Oh the trouble we can get into
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| Breaking hearts… taking names
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| Driving all the little boys in sane
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| And that ain’t ever gonna change
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| Oh girls will be girls… will be girls… will be girls
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| The boys can have their Harleys all those bachelor party’s
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| They get a little wild and… they think their the crazy one’s
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| Ain’t got a thing on us… no
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| After a few margaritas oh you ought to see us
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| Talking trash dancing on the bar
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| Every eye in the room… watching our every move
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| And when we get loud they don’t kick us out… they just shake their heads
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| And say Girls will be Girls
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| From the start of this old world
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| We’ve been shaking things up
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| Oh the trouble we can get into
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| Breaking hearts… taking names
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| Driving all the little boys in sane
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| And that ain’t ever gonna change
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| Oh girls will be girls… will be girls… will be girls
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| (Bridge)
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| We’ll let you see our sweeter side
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| If you hold us close and treat us right
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| And if your lucky we’ll even let you put a ring on our hand
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| As long as you understand
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| (Breakdown Chorus)
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| That girls will be… girls will be girls… oh girls will be girls will be
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| Breaking hearts taking names driving all the little boys in sane
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| And that ain’t never gonna change
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| Oh girls will be girls will be girls will be girls |