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We speak in tongues, we're more than blood
Pinky promising since we were young
We won't get old, but when we are
Picture this, let the reaper knock (oh, ah, oh, ah)
The night goes on, the night goes hard
Barefoot, dancing, we laugh it off
Blessed town, blessed blouse
Bless the mothers who gave me my girls (oh, ah, oh, ah)
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us, I bet you wanna have fun
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you might give up, don't you even start
I'll take you anywhere, darling, come choke on my affection
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
Driving beside my team
Look at us, sitting pretty
Nothing comes closer than this
So play it with the windows down
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah), I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah)
I bet you wanna have fun, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you wanna be us (oh, ah), you wanna be us? (Oh, ah)
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
Writer(s): Matthew Jonathan Gordon Maltese, Etta Marcus, Joshua James Henry Scarbrow
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