God Made Girls

Somebody's gotta wear a pretty skirt

Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt

Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand

So God made girls

Somebody's gotta make him get dressed up

Give him a reason to wash that truck

Somebody's gotta teach him how to dance

So God made girls

He needed something soft and loud and sweet and proud

But tough enough to break a heart

Something beautiful and breakable that lights up in the dark

So God made girls

God made girls

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

And God made girls (For singin' in your front seat)

God made girls (For dancin' to their own beat)

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

Then God made girls

Somebody's gotta be the one to cry

Somebody's gotta let him drive

Give him a reason to hold that door

So God made girls

Somebody's gotta put up a fight

Make him wait on a Saturday night

To walk downstairs and blow his mind

So God made girls

Something that can wake him up and call his bluff

And drag his butt to church

Somethin' that is hard to handle

Somethin' fragile, to hold him when he hurts

So God made girls

God made girls

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

And God made girls (For singin' in your front seat)

God made girls (For dancin' to their own beat)

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

And God made girls

Somebody's gotta wear a pretty skirt

Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt

Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand

So God made girls

God made girls

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

And God made girls (For singin' in your front seat)

God made girls (For dancin' to their own beat)

He stood back and told the boys

"I'm 'bout to rock your world"

Then God made girls

Somebody's gotta wear a pretty skirt

Somebody's gotta be the one to flirt (God made girls, yeah)

Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand

(So God made girls)