From the recording Fire It Up

Lyrics

I met a girl - She was going on tenSaid, “Get out your paper and penThere’s something stirring in my soulWrite this down – I’m ready to roll”Yes, we are a hundred million strongYou can keep your sweet love songsStep aside – We’re coming throughOh yeah, we’ve got news for youThe girls of America like to rockThe girls of America like to rockThe girls of America like to rockI met a girl - She was sweet sixteenSaid, “I like to dance in my old blue jeans”I met another girl – She was twenty-nineShe said, “Hey hey hey let me lay it on the line”I met a girl – She was forty-fourShe said, “Turn it up or I’m out the door”Met another girl – She was seventy-oneSaid, “Don’t tell me I’ve had my fun”