O'Shea Lyrics
"When The Girls Get Together"

Yeah, yeah

It's just another Friday night at the local hot spot
Joan of Arc behind the bar lining up shots
Annie Oakley's 45's are load and locked
Patsy Cline's goin' c-c-crazy on the jukebox
Girls are pairin' up and they're shootin' pool
But Cleopatra's playin' dirty as usual
Doris Day's gettin' tipsy, Dolly's singin' the blues
Wilma Flintstone's shoutin', "Man, I can't stand these shoes!"

When the girls get together,
Oh, it don't get any better
From the very first apple to the very last song
When the girls get together,
The band plays on

Oh poker game's gettin' dicey, Oprah's down a grand
Mary Magdalene's bluffin', cause she drew a losin' hand
Eve is dissin' Britney, she got three straights in a row
Amber Lynn says "Reel it in, girls, heads are gonna roll"
Marilyn's drinkin' Shirley Temples, Shirley's drinkin' Jack
Jackie O's pantyhose got runs all up the back
She is cryin' out to Scarlett, "Girl I'm about to scream"
Scarlett says, "Think about it tomorrow, it always works for me"

When the girls get together,
Oh, it don't get any better
From the very first apple to the very last song
When the girls get together,
The band plays on.

Oh oh oh, come on, play something everyone knows
Oh oh oh, we dance til the sun shines and anything goes

When the girls get together,
Oh, it don't get any better
From the very first apple to the very last song
When the girls get together,
The girls get together, girls get together
The band plays on and on.

From the babes in the caves to the microwave kitchens
Girls stick together like hens and chickens, oh yeah
Oh, it's just a female philosophy, plain as simple history
Every woman needs a little Friday night fantasy
When the girls get together...