Lyrics

Saw her ’cross the dance floor
Adjustin’ her curls
Blue-eyed, blonde and buxom
Queen of the cowgirls
She turned my way, gave me that look
Imagine my sheer delight
What’s a bloke supposed to do
When he perceives a clear invite

And my senses started tingling
Telling me what to do

Get that girl, go get that girl
You know she wants you
Get that girl, get that girl
Go get that girl
Whatcha waitin’ for?
Get that girl

Get that girl, go get that girl
You know she wants you
Get that girl, go get that girl
Go get that girl
Whatcha waitin’ for?
Get that girl

Started to cross the dance floor
Eye on the prize
Fortified by whiskey
Causin’ bloodshot eyes
My intent was clear, my legs had other ideas
Zig-zagging me through the line
All the way to the opposite wall
Into the Jim Beam sign

And my mates started cat callin’
As they normally do

Get that girl (girl), go get that girl (ohh)
You know she wants you
Get that girl (girl), get that girl (oh)
Go get that girl
Whatcha waitin’ for?

Ohh lookin’ up from the hardwood floor
Circling stars
Spinning head and ringin’ ears
Like a sound from a thousand guitars
Then who would appear but the blue-eyed blonde
An angel out of the night
She said, "Let my boyfriend take a look at you
He’s a doc, he’ll set you right"

And my futile dreams were shattered
As they normally are
Next time I’ll ...

Get that girl, go get that girl
I know she'll want me
(Get that girl) I'll get that girl
(Get that girl) Long time waitin’ for
(Get that girl) Ohh get that girl
I hope she'll want me, yeah
Get that girl, hmmm get that girl
Long time waitin’ for
Get that girl