Let's go
I'm thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout girls,
I'm singing 'bout, singing 'bout girls,
They may be cute, but they're confusing,
But they're girls, and without them we'd be useless.
Well, your mum was a girl and your girlfriends a girl,
At least I hope for your sake,
The girl who goes down the club on Saturdays,
She most definitely is.
Let's go
I'm dreaming 'bout, dreaming 'bout girls,
I'm digging those, digging those girls,
They've got the look, they've got the smile,
They've got the curves,
But they get bored after a while.
Well, your mum was a girl and your girlfriends a girl,
At least I hope for your sake,
The girl who goes down the club on Saturdays,
She most definitely is.
So pick it up, pick it up.
Yeah, bring it on, bring it on.
Well, your mum was a girl and your girlfriends a girl,
At least I hope for your sake,
The girl who goes down the club on Saturdays,
She most definitely is.
Let's go
I'm loving those, loving those girls,
I'm bigging up, bigging up girls,
They've got the whole world wrapped round their fingers,
And they're girls,
I love the way their perfume lingers.
They may be cute and exciting,
A little bit frightening,
Guess I'm gonna have to wait to change the world.
And maybe I'm only a little guy lonely,
But I know I'm gonna make this heard.
So pick it up, pick it up.
Girls!
