Girls, Girls, Girls - Brantley Gilbert

Friday night and I need a fight

My motorcycle and a switchblade knife

Handful of grease and my hair feels right

But what I need to get me tight are those

Girls, girls, girls

Long legs and burgundy lips

Girls, girls, girls

Dancin down on the Sunset Strip

Girls, girls, girls

Red lips, fingertips

Trick or treat, sweet to eat

On Halloween and New Year’s Eve

Yankee girls, ya just can’t be beat

But youre the best when youre off ya 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

Im such a good good boy

I just need a 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

Forgot the names, remember romance

I got those photos of menage a trois

Musta broke those Frenchies' laws with those

Girls, girls, girls

Body Shop and the Marble Arch

Girls, girls, girls

Tropicanas where I lost my heart

Girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls

Girls, girls, girls