I got my girls
I'm gonna be fine
For bad boys like you
I ain't standing in line
You got your football
You got the guys
It's all about you
While I'm standing here cryin'
'Cause it's Friday night
The moon's just right
There's lipstick on my glass
I'm in my pearls
And while you're out there Stringing me along
I got my girls
Give me your right now
Not in a minute baby
Give me some certainty
I'm done with tomorrow and maybe
Give me your country heart
Give me your truth
Don't need your attitude
Or rhythms and blues
'Cause it's Friday night
The moon's just right
There's lipstick on my glass
I'm in my pearls
And while you're out there Stringing me along
I got my girls
You used to be chivalrous
In your pickup and boots
You used to toss pebbles
At night on my roof
'Cause it's Friday night
And the moon's just right
There's lipstick on my glass
I'm in my pearls
And while you're out there Stringing me along
I got my girls
Bad boys come and go just like the moon
But cowboys always know just what to do
How to build that perfect fire in your heart
'Cause romance ain't a pastime it's an art
Now it's Friday night
And the moon's just right
Got lipstick on my glass
I'm in my pearls
No matter what this crazy world rains down on me
I got my girls