Chocolate Chunk Hunk

(quasi serious and operatic)
Ours is a delicious and forbidden love affair.
I'd go as far as calling it Shakespearean.
Liason by liason, every moment I can spare
till my proportions border on Wagnerian.

I haven't told my husband, or my lover, or my kids.
They're blind to mommy's naughty indescretions.
But I'm tired of all the secrets, and my diet's on the skids,
so it's time, I guess, to make a full confession.

(takes out an ooey gooey item of chocolate wonderfulness, to which she addresses the remainder of the song--in a cheesy, cute, Andrew Lloyd Webber kind of way)
I like him 'cause he's lumpy.
I like him 'cause he's sweet,
but then one day he's hanging around, and
I can't see my feet.

I like him 'cause he takes my mind
off all that other junk.
He's my sweetie pie, my candy, my honey my
Chocolate Chunk..... Hunk.

__

My friends all say he's danger, but
I just can't turn away.
I'm so infatuated with
my sugar pie today.

I can't resist: I sneak a kiss
and then I lick my lips.
And wouldn't you know: for the rest of my life
he's hanging around my hips!

I love him cause he makes me smile
when I am in a funk.
He's my sweetie, pie, my candy, my honey my
Chocolate Chunk....hunk.

---
My Snickers, Kit Kat, Mars and Hershey
mine for better-y or worse-y
Chewy, cherry chocolate chunk....hunk.

Eat Up!

A group number possibility! Could easily be sung by all women!



lyrics:

IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT,
THEN I’M CHEAP, EASY AND FAST.
I EAT DESSERT FIRST
AND SAVE THE WORST FOR LAST.
LIFE’S TOO SHORT TO EVER REALLY GET YOUR FILL.
BUT WILL I GO DOWN BITING?
YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS I WILL!

YOU GOTTA EAT UP,
EAT UP!
AND SWALLOW ALL YOUR PRIDE.
‘CAUSE IT’S NOT
WHAT YOU GOT,
BUT HOW MUCH YOU GOT INSIDE.
SO QUICK,
GO ON AND LICK
THOSE FINGERS AND RAISE THAT OVERFLOWING CUP.
IF YOUR LIFE’S GONNA GET YOU DOWN,
YOU BETTER EAT UP.

KATE: IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT
THEN I AM MAC AND CHEESE:
COMFY, WARM, AND COUNTRY-MADE
AND CERTAIN, SIR, TO PLEASE.
LIFE’S TOO SHORT TO SETTLE FOR A MORSEL LESS
THAN WHAT OU NEED FOR HEALTH AND STRENGTH AND
HAP-HAP-HAPPINESS

SO EAT UP!
EAT UP!
AND SWALLOW ALL YOUR PRIDE
‘CAUSE IT’S NOT
WHAT YOU GOT
BUT HOW MUCH YOU GOT INSIDE.
SO QUICK
GO ON AND LICK
THOSE FINGERS AND RAISE THAT OVERFLOWING CUP.
YOU KNOW LIFE’S GONNA GET YOU DOWN,
SO YOU BETTER EAT UP.

GRANDMA: IF I’VE GOTTA BE WHAT I EAT,
THEN I’LL BE WEDDING CAKE.
LIFE WITH YOU IS SWEETER THAN ANYTHING
SARAH LEE COULD MAKE.
LIFE’S TOO SHORT TO SPEND IT WAITING,
GRIEVING, MAD, OR BLUE
SO WHEN LIFE HANDS ME LEMON CHIFFON
I KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO.
(spoken) Help me out, guys.

ALL: THERE’S SO MUCH I’VE GOTTA TRY
BEFORE IT’S ALL TOO LATE.
I’M GONNA...ORDER ME ONE WITH EVERYTHING
AND WATCH...ME...LICK...MY...PLATE!
EAT UP!
EAT UP!
EAT UP!
EAT UP!

GABE: IF YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT
THEN I’M A FOUR-STAR DISH.
AND IF YOU ORDER IT DRESSED TO KILL,
I’M SURE TO GRANT YOUR WISH.
TAKE A CHANCE ON MY CUISINE , AND TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT
I’LL KEEP GETTING MORE DELICIOUS
BITE BY BITE BY BITE!

ALL: BUT YOU’VE GOT TO EAT UP!
EAT UP!
AND SWALLOW ALL YOUR PRIDE.
CAUSE IT’S NOT
WHAT YOU GOT.

GABE: BUT HOW MUCH OF ME THAT YOU’VE GOT INSIDE!

ALL: SO REAL QUICK, GO ON AND LICK
THOSE FINGERS AND RAISE THAT OVERFLOWING CUP!

WOMEN: CAUSE LIFE’S A BIG, FAT, SCARY CLOWN.

MEN: LIFE’S A BITCH THAT SLEEPS AROUND.

ALL: LIFE IS SURE TO GET YOU DOWN,
SO EAT, EAT, EAT, EAT, EAT!
EAT UP!
EAT UP!
EAT UP!
.

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Performed by Amanda Miller, Megan O'Connell, Allison Wissman, and Cathy Hirsch at the "Girls Night Out" Cabaret.

I Wanna Be....A Sex Object!

In FAT GIRLFRIEND, this number follows Little Jenny's "Disney Heroine



Lyrics:

ALL THOSE SKINNY DISNEY BITCHES I COULD NEVER EMULATE
NO MATTER HOW MUCH PROZAC I MAY TAKE OR HARD I TRY.
I COULD WANT AND WISH MY HEART OUT,
BUT IN THE END IT’S JUST THE WITCHES IN THE WORLD
WHO GET THE BALLS AND MEANS TO FLY,
AND IF I’M FLYING SOLO,
I’LL MAKE THIS SONG MY OWN,
AND CHOOSE TO EMULATE SOME OTHERS I HAVE KNOWN.
YES, I WILL BE THE GIRL WITH LOTS OF MYSTERIES
AND LIES IN HER...AND GUYS IN HER!
(spoken)
I WANNA BE A SEX OBJECT....NOT A PRINCESS.
(sung)
SO SCREW YOU, MICHAEL EISNER!

And I would, too! Say what you will, that guy’s gotta be loaded.

I WANNA BE....A SEX OBJECT
THE KIND OF PRETTY LITTLE KITTY THAT I’VE NEVER EVER BEEN.
I WANNA BE....A SEX OBJECT,
AND BE A SMOKIN’ HOT ELEVEN ON A SCALE OF ONE TO TEN.
I WANT MY BRAINS TO BE IGNORED WHILE I AM OGLED, JEERED, AND NECKED.
OH, HOW DIVINE IF I COULD FINALLY BE A SEX OBJECT.

I WANNA BE (SHE’S GONNA BE)...A SEX OBJECT
THE KIND OF LADY WHO IS SHADY AND IS CERTAIN TO PLEASE.
I WANNA BE (SHE’S GONNA BE)...A SEX OBJECT
WHO HAS A KNACK WHEN IN THE SACK FOR PLAYIN' DOCTOR, BIRDS, AND BEES.
AND I WILL NOT FIND IT SURPRISING IF YOUR TEMP--AND THINGS--ARE RISING
AS YOUR EYES AND MY POSTERIOR CONNECT.
ME AND YOU WILL LOOK SO CUTE,
WE’LL WEAR TIGHT PANTS AND SHAKE OUR BOOTIES,
IF SOMEHOW I’D ONLY GET TO BE A SEX OBJECT.

I WANNA KICKLINE (SHE’S GONNA KICKLINE) LIKE A SEX OBJECT.
THE KIND OF BETTY WHO IS READY AND JUST DRIPPIN WITH SIN.
I’M GONNA BE (YOU KNOW SHE’S GONNA BE) A SEX OBJECT.
I’LL MAKE THE BOYS ALL STAND IN LINE TO TAKE MY HEINE FOR A SPIN.
AND IF I SING (LA LA)
OR IF I DANCE (LA LA LA)
OR FLASH MY TITS (LA LA LA LA)
OR DROP MY PANTS (LA LA LA LA LA)
I KNOW THE SIGHT’LL DRIVE EM WILD (DOOMBA, DOOMBA, DOOMBA…)
WITH RESPECT (HELL NO!)
(SHE’LL BE A TEMPTRESS AND A TREAT)
THEY’LL SEE ME AS A PIECE OF MEAT!
OH WHAT A FEAT FOR SOMEONE LIKE ME.
TO FINALLY GIVE THE MILK AWAY FOR FREE
AND TO BE....A SEX OBJECT! (SHE’S GONNA BE A SLUTTY SEX OBJECT!)

Vixen!

Dirty Christmas Karaoke at its finest....kind of.



Lyrics:

VIXEN WAS THE REINDEER FOR THE NAUGHTY BOYS
AND WHEN SHE CAME ON CHRISTMAS EVE
SHE BROUGHT A SILKY SATIN SATCHEL FILLED WITH TOYS
THAT SANTA WASN’T MAN ENOUGH TO LEAVE

VIXEN VISITS FELLAS ON THE NAUGHTY LIST
AND SHE’LL BE GETTIN' POINTS AT ALL THE JOINTS THE BIG GUY MISSED.
THE GOOD BOYS HEAR THE RUMORS AND THE BAD ONES KNOW
FOR A GOOD TIME CALL 555-HO-HO-HO-HO
(VA-VA-VA-VIXEN)


VIXEN SHIMMY-IMMIES DOWN THE CHIM-EN-Y STACK
ONE FOOT IN THE FIRE PLACE, THE OTHER IN THE SACK
STAND BACK, SAINT NICK, YOU’VE GOTTA LOT TO LEARN,
SCREW THE YULE LOG, IT’S TIME TO WATCH VIXEN BURN.

VIXEN LIGHTS YOUR HEART AFIRE AND SETS YOUR PULSE A RACING
SHE’LL USE THIS LINE AND EVERY TIME, SHE’LL GET THE ONE SHE’S CHASING:
“WINE ME, BABY, DINE ME, YOU CAN EVEN WILDEST DREAM ME...
IS THAT MISTLE TOE IN YOUR POCKET...OR ARE YOU JUST HAPPY TO SEE ME????”
(VA-VA-VA-VIXEN)

VIXEN’S HOT TO TROT WITH SILVER SLEIGH BELLS ALL A JINGLIN'
AND WHEN SHE STARTS TO WAIL, BABY, THAT AIN’T NO SANTA SINGIN’
VIXEN’S GOTTA LOTTA NERVE, SHE’S GOTTA LOTTA BRASS
SOME PEOPLE LIKE IT IN THE MORNING,
VIXEN LIKES IT IN THE GRASS!

VIXEN WAS THE REINDEER FOR THE NAUGHTY BOYS
AND WHEN SHE COMES ON CHRISTMAS EVE
SHE BRINGS A SILKY SATIN SATCHEL FILLED WITH TOYS
THAT SANTA WASN’T MAN ENOUGH TO LEAVE....

VIXEN!

Disney Heroine

In Fat Girlfriend, "Little Jenny" represents the main character's youthful and innocent desires. This is her "I Want" song.



Lyrics:

I WANNA BE A DISNEY HEROINE,
WEARING A TIARA AND AMPHETAMINE EYES.
I WANT THE FACE AND THE WAIST AND THE CHEST
AND A DRESS IN A PHYSICALLY IMPLAUSIBLE SIZE.
I WANT A PRINCELY AND WELL-DRAWN MAN
WHO IS TAN, AND WILL CHARM ME
AS ONLY ANIMATION CAN.
ANIMAL FRIENDS WHO ARE FUNNY AND SMART,
AND IMPECCABLE HAIR
AND A SONG IN MY HEART
(INSERT ARIEL-ESQUE AHHHHH HERE)
I WANT TO WAKE FROM A SPELL
WITH A MAGICAL KISS
THEN RIDE OF INTO UNSCRIPTED MARITAL BLISS.
OH WHAT COULD BE HAPPIER AND SAPPIER THAN THIS,
JUST WAITING FOR LIFE TO BEGIN?
THE LIFE OF A DISNEY HEROINE

Someday, I’m going to run away to a perfectly-illustrated woodland scene, where I’ll meet a lot of talking animals and possibly dancing trees. Unfortunately, I’ll get some random curse put on me by a stereotyipcally-ethnic villain. Fortunately, I’ll just happen to be rescued by this fabulously well-animated man, whose obligatory character flaws I’ll be able to overlook because of his disproportionate musculature. I’ll win over said Prince Charming with my bubbly and effervescent personality, and we will fall hopelessly in love in a ridiculously short amount of time. Unfortunately, many a carefully-crafted subplot and spontaneously choreographed dance number will cross our path on our way to happily ever after. Fortunately, in the end, we’ll ride off into the wonderful Technicolor sunset, and of course, we’ll SING ABOUT IT!

I WANT TO WAKE FROM A SPELL
WITH A MAGICAL KISS.
THEN RIDE OFF INTO UNSCRIPTED MARITAL BLISS.
OH, WHAT COULD BE HAPPIER AND SAPPIER THAN THIS:
JUST WAITING FOR LIFE TO BEGIN?
I’LL BE PART OF YOUR WORLD,
MY REFLECTION WILL SHOW
THAT MY DREAM IS A WISH
THAT MY HEART WANTS TO KNOW,
AND THE WIND IS ALL COLORED
WITH CLICHÉS GALORE,
TILL THAT DAY WHEN PRINCE CHARMING
WILL MARCH THROUGH MY DOOR.
UNTIL THEN I’M STUCK WAITING
THROUGH THICK AND THROUGH THIN,
THE PROVERBIAL LIFE
OF A SOON-TO-BE WIFE,
AND A DISNEY HEROINE!
.

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As performed by the adorable Cathy Hirsch at the "Girls Night Out" Cabaret!

When It Finally Happens for You

In "Fat Girlfriend" this song is sung by Grandma as a way of cheering Jenny up.
(And, yes, it is based on something my Grandma actually said to me!)



Lyrics:
WHEN IT FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU, DON’T WORRY WE’LL LOVE HIM.... WE’LL HAVE TO.
WHEN IT FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU, DON’T FRET, WE’LL BE KIND.....OF RELIEVED.
AND I JUST HOPE TO JOSEPH THAT I’M STILL ALIVE
TO SEE THAT THAT MIRACLE MAN HAS ARRIVED
AND HAS BROUGHT YOU THE LOVE THAT I’VE ALWAYS BELIEVED YOU CAN FIND,
WHEN YOU FINALLY COME THROUGH,
AND IT FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU.

WHEN IT FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU, I’LL SING A HOSANNAH!....IF I'M STILL HERE.
WHEN IT FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU, I KNOW YOU’LL DO WELL......WELL, YOU MIGHT.
AND I PRAY TO ST. JUDE OF LOST CAUSES EACH NIGHT
THAT YOU’LL FIND YOUR WAY TO YOUR OWN MR. RIGHT
AND GET YOURSELF HITCHED BEFORE I’M CALLED HOME TO THE LIGHT.
ALL MY DREAMS WILL COME TRUE
WHEN IT FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY HAPPENS FOR YOU

IF YOUR GRANDPA WERE HERE, WE BOTH KNOW HE’D AGREE
THAT WE’RE BOTH AS PROUD AS TWO PEOPLE CAN BE
OF THIS LOVELY YOUNG WOMAN OUR GRANDCHILD HAS TURNED OUT TO BE.
NEVER DOUBT THAT IT’S TRUE.
SOMEDAY OUT OF THE BLUE
IT WILL FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY..... FINALLY HAPPEN FOR YOU.

Me & You

In "FAT GIRLFRIEND: the musical" this song is sung by Kate and Paul in a cheesy, "show-choir-esque" dream sequence.



Lyrics:

PAUL: YOU’LL BE MY MASHED POTATOES, AND I’LL BE YOUR STEAK.

KATE: I’LL BE YOUR JUST DESSERTS, IF YOU’RE MY COFFEE BREAK.

PAUL: YOU’LL BE MY POST-IT NOTE

KATE: IF YOU’RE MY ELMER’S GLUE.

BOTH: LIKE FLEAS AND TICKS, NOBODY STICKS
TOGETHER LIKE ME AND YOU!

PAUL: I’LL BE YOUR CANDY SHELL, IF YOU’RE MY CREAMY CENTER.

KATE: I’LL BE YOUR PIGGY BANK, IF YOU’LL BE MY BIG SPENDER.

PAUL: YOU’RE MY AMERICA.

KATE: AND YOU’RE MY APPLE PIE.

BOTH: LIKE FINGERS AND TOES, NOBODY GOES
TOGETHER LIKE YOU AND I-YI-YI-YI-YI
SAY GOODBYE TO...

PAUL: (spoken) Party of one?

KATE: That’s me.

PAUL: Of course.

KATE: Aw, gee!

BOTH: BON JOUR TO TABLE AFTER TABLE FOR TWO-HOO.
THAT LONELY ME I USED TO BE
IS LONG GONE, OVER, AND DONE.
SAY “HELLO” TO THE BETTER ME I KNOW I’M GONNA BE WITH YOU!
HELLO!

PAUL: TO HAPPY EVER AFTER,

KATE: GOODBYE, TRAGEDY.

BOTH: I’LL BE YOUR STEADY BEAT, IF YOU’RE MY HARMONY!
WE’RE SO DAMN GOOD TOGETHER,
BABE YOU KNOW IT’S TRUE.

KATE: LIKE DAY OR NIGHT, NOBODY’S RIGHT

PAUL: LIKE RAIN OR SHINE, NOBODY’S FINE

KATE: LIKE SODA AND JERKS, NOBODY WORKS

PAUL: LIKE SHOES AND SOCKS, NOBODY ROCKS

BOTH: LIKE ARMS AND PITS, NOBODY FITS
TOGETHER THE WAY WE
DO-DO-DO-DO

KATE: DO-DOOT-DOOT-DO-DO

PAUL: DO-DOOT-DOOT-DO-DO

BOTH: DO-DOOT-DOOT-DO-DO. (smooch!) DOOT DO.

Lullaby

This song is from a show I've been working on for a while called "The Alchemist".
It is sung by a mother to her little girl.



Lyrics:

Good night, my darling
Let slumber take wing
Good night, my darling
the stars start to sing
of a place behind the dreary face of the day
where the fairy tales and wishes come to play.
Watch how they dance for you, my darling,
as you're dreaming away...
Here I'll stay...
till the light...
so my darling, good night.
.
Good night, my darling
beloved child mine.
Good night, my darling,
the stars entertwine
with the stories they are singing sweetly for you
of the love you’ll find and magic you will do.
Why don’t you dream of dancing wildly
as the dreamers all do?
I’ll be true
till the light...
so my darling, good night.
.
And I will wipe out the dragons...
And I will slay every tear...
And you'll be safe and surrounded by love
as long as I am here....
as long as I am here.
.
Good night, my darling
I know you’ll sleep tight.
Be well, my darling
when I’m out of sight
in the place behind the dreary face of the day
where the fairy tales..
and angels come to play
May they stay next to you, my darling
after I’ve gone away
someday...
to the light....
Oh, my darling, good night.
Bless you, darling....
good night.

Some People Stay Safe (their whole lives)

Imagine a high school reunion. The narrator is watching as two of her classmates--high school sweethearts who never left their hometown--dance a sweet little waltz. (ps--ignore the metronome clicks!)



Lyrics:

Some people stay safe their whole lives--happy to.
Some people stay safe with their husbands or wives,
and they’re not missing much of anything
they’d ever really ever miss.
After work: “Wheel of Furtune,”
hot tea, and a kiss.
When they travel, she sleeps while he drives
knowing some people stay safe their whole lives.

Some people stay safe their whole lives--quite content--
some people stay safe with their unsharpened knives
that they keep in the box his mother gave them
on the day the said “I do”
and they promised from now till
forever with you.
And reality never arrives
for those schmucks who stay safe their whole lives.

And it’s hard for someone like me to imagine
finding happiness in stones left unturned
and in bridges uncrosses or in innocence unlost
or in the two-ended torches of life left unburned.

Some people stay safe their whole lives--how the hell
do some people stay happy, loved, lucky, and well?
Where nothing ever really happens
so there’s nothing ever to forgive
and always get to live in paradise
but they never really get to live!
I’d rather live!
But in Eden the apple tree thrives....
for the lucky ones who stay safe their whole lives.
Dammit...
Some people stay safe their whole lives.
.

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As sung by the amazing Emily Peklo at the "Girls Night Out" Cabaret!

Forever and Back

I wrote this song for my parents' last wedding anniversary. My freshman year of college, my mom and I would email almost every day, and we would always sign our emails, "to [something silly or really far away like "the stars" or "the end of finals week"] and back. This song is for them.



Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
The moment I saw you,
I felt the stars align.
It must have been destiny
that lead your hand to mine.
A million years may come and go,
but my vow will remain.
You are my tomorrow,
and that will never change.

(Chorus)
I will love you
to forever and back.
To the farthest galaxy.
I could fly to the stars and back,
and you’d still be the only light I see.
And though our lives keep burning by,
and time keeps burning on.
My love, you’ll remain,
my life, my flight, and my song.

(Verse 2)
The stronger we’re growing,
the stranger love may seem.
We live in a world of
so many in-betweens
but I am truly standing here,
as I stood yesterday
For a lifetime of tomorrows,
I will take your hand and say:

(repeat chorus)

(Bridge)
Promises are too often made to be broken.
Words of love are too often left unspoken.
So every day I’m finding ways
to tell you what I know
that holding you is heaven,
and I’ll never let you go!

(repeat chorus)

COMMUNION

When I was in 8th grade, my teacher had the following quote up on the wall: “Writing is easy. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.”

That quote has always stayed with me, and it inspired this song.




Lyrics:

Here is my blood on the ground for you.
Here are my dreams spun around for you.
Here are my fears and my tears and my lies.
Here is the world as it looks through my eyes.
Nothing too lovely, beloved our wise,
just hopelessly true.
Here is my blood on the ground for you.

Here I am carved on the wall for you.
Nothing of value at all for you.
Here is the face that so few get to see
Here is a taste of the face yet to be
Maybe it’s crazy to set it all free,
but what else can I do?
Here is my blood on the ground for you.

Here is my life on the stage for you.
Here is a line and a page for you.
Here is the body of who I am now.
All that my ego and strength will allow.
Here is the moment--just don’t ask me how
did I know what to do.

All I know is the music inside of my soul
All I know is rhythm too wild to control.
All that I need and I want and I know how to do
is here in this blood
on the ground for you!
.

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Performed by the composer at the "Girls Night Out" Cabaret.

Girlz Nite Out--group song

This song--from FAT GIRLFRIEND--is the inspiration for the title of the "Girlz Nite Out" Cabaret. It will be a group number. The lyrics of the intro will be changed slightly, but the body of the song will remain the same.



Lyrics:

GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
LET’S HAVE A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
‘CAUSE HEAVEN KNOWS, HONEY, YOU’VE BEEN IN A SLUMP
WE’LL DRESS YOU UP NICE LIKE A HILTON OR TRUMP
FIND YOU A FELLOW TO BUMP, GRIND, POCKET OR JUMP!
YOU NEED A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT.


WE’RE HAVIN’ GIRLS NIGHT OUT
TIME FOR A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
WE’LL FIND YOU A HARLEY OR COWBOY TO RIDE
THERE’S NOTHIN' TO FEAR, AND THERE’S NOWHERE TO HIDE,
SO GIDDY-UP, BUCKLE UP, AND OPEN WIDE
WE’RE HAVIN GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT

GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
LET’S HAVE A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
LET’S HAVE A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT

THESE GIRLS WANNA TASTE THE RAIN.
THESE GIRLS WANNA DACE ALL NIGHT.
THESE GIRLS WANNA STAY UP TO SEE THE SUN.
THESE GIRLS WANNA BE SEEN JUST A LITTLE BIT,
THESE GIRLS WANNA BE TOUCHED, JUST A LITTLE BIT
THESE GIRLS WANNA, THEY WANNA, THEY WANNA, THEY WANNA, THEY WANNA GET
OW--OOOOOOOT TONIGHT!


GIRLS NIGHT OUT
HELL, YEAH, A GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT.
‘CAUSE WE’RE HEAVILY PERFUMED AND SCANTILY CLAD,
FLIRTIN’ LIKE CRAZY, AND DANCIN’ LIKE MAD.
WATCH OUT WORLD, LOOK OUT BELOW.
WE’RE DRESSED TO KILL, AND READY TO GO.
LOCK UP YOUR LITTLE BROTHERS, YOU KNOW
WE WERE BORN TO BE BAD!
THREE CHEERS
FOR GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT
GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT!
GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT!
GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT!