When Girls Get Together

When girls get together They like to talk about their latest love And their description seems somehow to fit just like a glove When girls get together They don't waste time on things like weather and stuff They'll just lay around and never seem to discuss it enough This must have been going on prehistory They may not ever solve the mystery But they'll go talk until eternity When girls get together And bring up father or brother or men of their lives It means so much if she's your sister or your mother or your lovin' wife Woah Do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do I guess we guys might never really know How good we've got it but we'd like to show Just how much that we love them so One bright springtime morning I over heard an elderly lady's voice As I walked past her bench she told her friends of her great loss After they'd gone away Three little girls came skipping through the park Talking of little boys and getting home before it's dark When girls get together Do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do