Lirieke: Slade. Good Time Gals.

I wanted to be a sailor
I wanted to be a star
I wanted to show the colder broads
How hot cookin' they are
I wanted to suck your candy
I wanted to smell your barn
I wanted to turn your head lights on
How hot cookin' they are

Chorus
So gimme good time gals to love the rest of my life
So gimme good time gals to love the rest of my life
So gimme good time gals to love the rest of my life
I wanted to give you diamonds
I wanted to wear your clothes
I wanted to touch your dream machine
In there anything goes
I wanted to be a singer
I wanted to be a star
I wanted to show myself to them
How hot cookin' they are

Chorus
Break

I wanted to be a sailor
I wanted to be a star
I wanted to show the colder broads
How hot cookin' they are