(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
(Hey, hey, hey)
I do my grieving early
It′s a riot at Infernos
The filth are on the way
Lusty Casanova be making eyes again
The bouncers made a movie, upload it to World-star
She wants to send a message but she's taking it too far
Thеre′s blood on the dance floor, thе stench is on the bar
I blame the Jägermeister and the vodka lemonade
And now these boys can't cope
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
And the boys can't cope
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
And the boys can′t cope
(Hey, hey, hey)
I do my grieving early
How many times will he use the same lines?
How many melons will fall for his charms?
How many? How many?
He crossed the line he should never have crossed
He promised her things
(Hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
And the boys can′t cope
How many times will he use the same lines?
(Hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
And the boys can't cope
How many times will he use the same lines?
(Hey)
The girls are fighting
The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls
The boys, the boys, the boys can′t cope
The boys, the boys, the boys can't cope
Writer(s): Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
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