Girl Germs - Bratmobile

Girl germs, no returns

Can’t hide out they’re everywhere

Girl germs, no returns

Have to come out and play the game

Girls are the rots, you insist

By pulling my ponytail you persist

To put down my goofy game

When yours is goofy just the same

A paper doll of superior boyness

Clinging to your clubs to mask your own shyness

Singing only boys with the goods

For a clubhouse in the woods

Girl germs, no returns

Can’t hide out they’re everywhere

Girl germs, no returns

Have to come out and play the game

You spin round on your carousel

Going nowhere and looking swell

Sometimes I catch you looking my way

You always get scared and run away

'Cos co-ed playground means confrontation

With boyish fears of girl intimidation

You’re too cosy in your all boy clubhouse

To even consider having Kool Aid at my house

Girl germs, no returns

Can’t hide out they’re everywhere

Girl germs, no returns

Have to come out and play the game

Why don’t you love slurpies in the sun?

Why can’t we go to skippies house for fun?

I see you said bored with heart decay

How you missed out you’ll realise one day

How you missed out you’ll realise one day