| So she can’t go out tonight again
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| Her sister’s sick
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| She’s gotta baby-sit
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| Yeah, that sounds like a pretty good excuse
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| Now you didn’t hear any of this from me
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| But things aren’t always what they seem
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| Brace yourself
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| This may come as a shock to you
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| Girls lie, too
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| We don’t care how much money you make
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| What you drive or what you weigh
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| Size don’t matter anyway
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| Girls lie, too
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| Don’t think you’re the only ones
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| Who bend it, break it, stretch it some
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| We learn from you
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| Girls lie, too
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| We can’t wait to hear about your round of golf
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| We love to see deer heads hanging on the wall
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| And we like Hooters for their hotwings too
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| Other guys never cross our minds
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| We don’t wonder what it might be like
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| How could it be any better than it is with you
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| Yeah, girls lie, too
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| We always forgive and forget
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| The cards and flowers you never sent
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| Will never be brought up again
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| Girls lie, too
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| Old gray sweatpants turn us on
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| We like your friends and we love your mom
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| And that’s the truth
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| Girls lie, too
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| Yeah that’s the truth
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| Girls lie, too
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| No, we don’t care how much hair you have
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| Yeah, that looks good
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| Comb it over like that |