'Sup girl?
She's a weekend beauty queen
At the black light clubs wearing out the scene
You know her type, out all night
Starry eyed for the dirty dream
Always looking for a prince where the cash is king
On the boulevard, in a big black car
She's everywhere you are
I smell her sweet perfume
Making rounds around the room
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
Her lips are red and those hips are turning heads
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
Living like a celebrity
All the guys line up and the drinks are free
She knows she's hot but that's all she's got
Everybody knows she's on the move
With her six inch heels and an attitude
To seal the deal, she shoots to kill
But I'm not going down
I smell her sweet perfume
Making rounds around the room
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
Her lips are red and those hips are turning heads
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
Likes the attention, gets the attention
Her name is on the bathroom wall
The party's never over, she's always coming over
Even when the music stops
I smell her sweet perfume
Making rounds around the room
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
Her lips are red and those hips are turning heads
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
And all the boys staring at the girls
Staring at the boys
Staring at the downtown girl, downtown girl
Her lips are red and those hips are turning heads
'Cause she's a downtown girl, a downtown girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl
A downtown, downtown girl, girl

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