| First Lyric | Lyrics |
| For a long time we've been | |
| In our thundering herd | |
| Like the pounding beat | |
| Hey, think of instead | |
| Huh? That's what I said | |
| I want her paler | |
| With eyes that | |
| My girl will marvel ar my strength | |
| I couldn't care less what she'll wear | |
| It all depends of what she cooks | |
| Bet the local girls thought | |
| And I'll be the ladies | |
| | First Lyric | Lyrics |
| You can guess what we | |
| What do we want | |
| My girl will thing I have no faults | |
| How 'bout a girl who's got a brain | |
| Nah! My manly ways and | |
| Are sure to kill her | |
| I've a girl back home | |
| Yeah, the only girl who'd | |
| But when we come home | |
| What do we want? | |
| Wish that I had | |
| A girl | |
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