
The Girls of America Songtext
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I met a girl - She was going on ten
Said, ?Get out your paper and pen
There's something stirring in my soul
Write this down - I'm ready to roll?
Yes, we are a hundred million strong
You can keep your sweet love songs
Step aside - We're coming through
Oh yeah, we've got news for you
The girls of America like to rock
The girls of America like to rock
I met a girl - She was sweet sixteen
Said, ?I like to dance in my old blue jeans?
I met another girl - She was twenty-nine
She said, ?Hey hey hey let me lay it on the line?
I met a girl - She was forty-four
She said, ?Turn it up or I'm out the door?
Met another girl - She was seventy-one
Said, ?Don't tell me I've had my fun?
The girls of America like to rock
Said, ?Get out your paper and pen
There's something stirring in my soul
Write this down - I'm ready to roll?
Yes, we are a hundred million strong
You can keep your sweet love songs
Step aside - We're coming through
Oh yeah, we've got news for you
The girls of America like to rock
The girls of America like to rock
I met a girl - She was sweet sixteen
Said, ?I like to dance in my old blue jeans?
I met another girl - She was twenty-nine
She said, ?Hey hey hey let me lay it on the line?
I met a girl - She was forty-four
She said, ?Turn it up or I'm out the door?
Met another girl - She was seventy-one
Said, ?Don't tell me I've had my fun?
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