When girls get together
They like to talk about their latest love
And their description seems
Somehow to fit just like a glove
When girls get together
They don't waste time on things like weather and stuff
They all just play around
And never seem to discuss it enough
This must have been going on prehistory
They may not ever solve the mystery
But they'll go talk until eternity
When girls get together
And bring up father or brother or men of their lives
It means so much if she's
Your sister or your mother or your lovin' wife
I guess we guys might never really know
How good we've got it but we'd like to show
Just how much that we love them so
One bright springtime morning
I overheard an elderly lady's voice
As I walked past her bench
She told her friends of her great loss
After they'd gone away
Three little girls came skipping through the park
Talking of little boys
And getting home before it's dark
When girls get together