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, unbreakable

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 singing 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

Something 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 singing 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

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

And God made girls, yeah

Somebody's gotta wanna hold his hand

So God made girls