So she can't go out tonight again Her sister's sick, she's gotta babysitYeah, that sounds like a pretty good excuse Now, you didn't hear any of this from meBut things aren't always what they seem Brace yourself, this may come as a shock to youGirls, my two, we don't care how much money you make And what you drive or what you wearSize don't matter anywayGirls, my two, don't think you're the only ones Who bend and break and stretch, it's all we learn from youGirls, my twoWe can't wait to hear about your round of golf Love to see deer heads hangin' on the wallAnd we like hooters for their hot wings tooOther guys never cross our minds We don't wonder what it might be likeHow could it be any better than it is with you?Girls, my two, we don't care how much money you make And what you drive or what you wearSize don't matter anywayGirls, my two, don't think you're the only ones Who bend and break and stretch, it's all we learn from youGirls, my twoYeah, girls, my twoWe always forgive and forget The cards and flowers you never sentWill never be brought up againGirls, my twoOh, gray sweatpants, turn us on We like your friends and we love your momAnd that's the truthGirls, my twoYeah, that's the truthGirls, my twoGirls, my twoNo, we don't care how much hair you have Yeah, that looks goodComb it over like that