The Gods Themselves – Girl Crush

She’s got a fire in her eyes
I got chills and little butterflies
Red lips that will start up a war
I never noticed before
And now I feel flush

Nahhhh, girl crush

She’s really making it look so easy
Fitting in her own skin
Fearless and fetching
Hemlines high, inhibitions low
You can look all you want
But don’t touch

Nahhhh, girl crush

I need to feel the breeze when she walks by me
Shaking in the wake of her glory
Ahhh, rush

Nahhhh, girl crush

Eye contact
zodiac
heart attack
please come back
Read my mind
intertwine
grease and grind
finish line

I can’t go wrong singing a song
Of a woman so dashing
And all headstrong
And one fine day a girl will look my way
And you will hear the people say
Look at her blush

Nahhhh, girl crush

I'm coming out to get you
I'm coming out to get you
I'm coming out to get you
I'm coming out to get you

You better run
You better run
You better run