[Verse 1: Bonnie Fraser]
Dirty magazine, sticky centrepiece
Cherry-pickin'-pin-up, wet dream desire
Tell us who to be, call it liberty
No surprise, you're a motherfuckin' liar

[Pre-Chorus: Bonnie Fraser]
Tried to be somebody else just for you
All that it did was just take all my youth
Too pretty, too ugly
Too skinny, too slutty
No money, not funny
You don't know a thing about

[Chorus: Bonnie Fraser]
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)

[Verse 2: Lynn Gunn]
Not your fantasy, are you mad at me?
Try to look away, so I poke the fire
If the drinks are free, get the Hennessey
I don't wanna fuck, so call me a liar
[Pre-Chorus: Lynn Gunn]
Props on a silver screen
Don't pretend that you know what I mean
Too pretty, too ugly
Too skinny, too slutty
No money, not funny
You still don't know dick about

[Chorus: Bonnie Fraser, Lynn Gunn]
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Bridge: Bruses & Bonnie Fraser]
Miedo es lo que yo ya no tengo
Puedo do what I want y lo obtengo
Fuck you y fuck you por dos
Don't talk about me and my (Girls)
Oh, honey, did I take it too far?
Am I bleeding enough?

[Chorus: Bonnie Fraser]
You don't know a thing about
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls, you don't know a thing about)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (Girls)
Girls (You don't know a thing about)