Из альбома: Trouble (1975)
Girls, Girls, Girls
                          Girls, girls, girls
                          Girls, girls, girls
                          Girls, girls, girls
          Well, yellow, red, black or white, add a little bit of moonlight
                    For this intercontinental romance.
               Shy girl, sexy girl, they all like that fancy world
               Champagne, a gentle song and a slow dance.
                 Who makes it fun to spend your money?
                  Who calls you honey, most every day?
        Well, they made 'em up in Hollywood, and put 'em into the movies
                  Those lovely photographic splendours
           In and out of magazines, Miss World and beauty queens
                 Falling in love with the real big spenders.
                 But although their world may be frantic,
                  They're still romantic, in their own way
                    So hop on, the world is swinging
                    Don't sit and twiddle your thumbs
               Get up and meet those pretty Girls, Girls, Girls
                   Step on, the world keeps swinging
                      Put on the dazzling charm
                    Get up and find those pretty girls.
                  But don't rush, keep it nice and gentle
                 And sentimental, for that certain moment.
                  Moonlit oceans, girls full of emotions
                   Stepping on that slow boat to China.
           And next door, in Japan, they know how to please a man
                   Dropping in for tea with my geisha.
                  They've got that old-fashioned feeling
              When it comes to pleasing, they know their way.
                    So hop on, the world is swinging
                    Don't sit and twiddle your thumbs
               Get up and meet those pretty Girls, Girls, Girls
                   Step on, the world keeps swinging
                      Put on the dazzling charm
                    Get up and find those pretty girls.
                  But don't rush, keep it nice and gentle
                    And sentimental, for that certain 
                 Moment when you draw back the curtain
                    So hop on, the world is swinging
                    Don't sit and twiddle your thumbs
                    Get up and find those pretty girls
                          Girls, girls, girls
                          Girls, girls, girls
                      Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
2003.08.23