Girls want to have fun
they don't cook porridges (don't cook)
Girls want to have fun
They don't send you letters (don't send)
Put your pantyhose on, it's a new day
Bye bye and I'll call you
Girls want to have fun (fun)
They don't cover it
Girls have come here to the restaurant
to get a little drunk and laugh
Girls want to dance through the night
Girls do whatever they please
Guys don't know what's going on
They don't know what's expected of them
Because they don't know like girls (girls)
how to let the feeling lead you
Girls want to have fun
they don't cook porridges
Girls want to have fun
They don't send you letters
Put your pantyhose on, it's a new day
Bye bye and I'll call you
Girls want to have fun (fun)
They don't cover it
Girls look around on the beach of an ocean
Girls order a gin and tonic
Girls don't soak their hands
in the dishwater of suburban kitchens
When young girls rather want
to stand on the deck of a Day Cruiser
And not like their mothers once
stood pregrant in front of a priest
Girls want to have fun
they don't cook porridges
Girls want to have fun
They don't send you letters
chorus
Girls want to drive around Paris
hair fluttering in convertible
Girls know: if you don't do it today
You'll never do it
And guys don't know what's going on
"Does one even get a wife out of those?"
Mother didn't do like these girls (girls)
who take what they can get