Texty: Amari. Poweri. Girls On Vodka.

She she she she?s a girl,
she?s a girl from my country,
and she?s growin up in a church,
every night is like sunday morning.

She she she, she?s a girl
and she came to the city,
she spent three months in a club
with flashing lights and glitter walls.

Finally she knows my name
but she still acts like I?m Kurt Cobain.
I hope that tonight in a juicy light,
I?ll find a juicy surprise.

Girls, girls, girls...

Girls on Vodka speak to me
with their sticky eyes
and there?s no surprise,
I guess they never
ever see the sunlight. (x2)

She she she, she?s a girl
in the time of her sadness,
?cause daddy?s money is just running out
and she did not catch her dreams,
but she still spares
some change for a drink.

Finally she knows my name
but she still acts like I?m Kurt Cobain.
I hope that tonight in a juicy light,
I?ll find a juicy surprise.

Girls on Vodka speak to me
with their sticky eyes
and there?s no surprise,
I guess they never
ever see the sunlight. (x2)

Girls, girls, girls...

Girls on Vodka speak to me
with their sticky eyes
and there?s no surprise,
I guess they never
ever see the sunlight. (x2)