She's got an alligator bag
Top hat to match
Dressed in black on black
She's got a philipino girlie
She claims is her friend
I tell you boys you just got to laugh
Now, I used to call her cindy
She changed her name to "sin"
I guess it's the name of her game
I really used to love her
Then, the kitty she dicovered
It's got to be a sexual thing
All around the world
Girls will be girls
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
I say no no no
No no no
Introduced me to her lover
In a cellophane dress
Then they bid me a sweet farewell last time I saw them
They were kissing so softly
To the sound of wedding bells
Well, all around the world
Girls will be girls
It's the same ol', same ol' situation
It's the same ol', same ol' ball and chain
Just like a punch in the teeth
Or a swan dive to the street
No, no, no
No, no, no
If it wasn't for bad luck
I'd have no luck at all