Music Review: Motley Crue "Girls, Girls, Girls"

Motley Crue

Girls, Girls, Girls

Album: Girls, Girls, Girls

Year: 1987

          Vince Neil frequents strip clubs all over in the world in the sleazy  “Girls, Girls, Girls.”

            A rugged guitar opens the single, setting a lewd tone. He flips off a driver attempting to make a left. The driver lays down his horn but he doesn’t care. His boss accused him of stealing time. What does that even mean? He revs the engine of his motorcycle and heads down the road at 70 mph. He has some gel in his hair, which hasn’t moved an inch despite the wind. A sign with an overly made up woman gets his attention. He turns right off the expressway to the exit. (“Friday night and I need a fight/My motorcycle and a switchblade knife/Handful of grease in my hair feels right/But what I need to make me tight are.”)

              In the chorus, he wants to see woman dancing on poles and taking their clothes off. (“Girls, Girls, Girls/Long legs and burgundy lips/Girls/Dancin' down on Sunset Strip/Girls/Red lips, fingertips.”)

           He’ll go anytime. However, he makes it a point to visit on a holiday. On Halloween, the girls are dressed in costumes. On New Year’s Eve, it’s just a party favor and a plastic headband on the girl’s heads. He prefers the girls in New York, though. After he finishes tipping them off, he usually likes to chat with them. (“Trick or treat-sweet to eat/On Halloween and New Year's Eve/Yankee girls ya just can't beat/But they're the best when they're off their feet.”)

           In the extended chorus, he lists his favorite strip clubs in the States. (“Girls, Girls, GirlsAt the Dollhouse in Ft. Lauderdale/Girls, Girls. Girls/Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails/Girls, Girls, Girls/Raising Hell at the Seventh Veil/Have you read the news/In the Soho Tribune/Ya know she did me/Well then she broke my heart.”)

               In the bridge, he likes checking out the new girls. Their fun for a little while. He asks a girl for a private show and promises to pay her well. He says she won’t have work for the entire year. His catch, though, is he wants to get to know her a little. Perhaps physically. He continues to say that he had a wild time in France. He hooked up with two strippers and brought them back to his hotel. He looks in his wallet and finds the photos. He says he can’t remember who they are but he can still feel their bodies against his. (“I'm such a good good boy/I just need a new toy/I tell ya what, girl/Dance for me, I'll keep you overemployed/Just tell me a story/You know the one I mean/Crazy Horse, Paris, France/Forget the names, remember romance/I got the photos, a menage a trois/Musta broke those Frenchies laws with those.”)

            An edited chorus ends the single. (“Girls, Girls. Girls/Body Shop. Marble Arch/Girls, Girls, Girls/Tropicana's where I lost my heart/Girls, Girls, Girls.”)

                Neil’s coarse vocals salivate at thought of a naked woman and sees women as objects of entertainment for himself. He thinks of nothing of groping and pinching. Rules? Whatever! When she slaps his hand away, he grins and puts both his hands on her ass. He’s a major rock star and he can do whatever he wants. No one, especially some women he paid for, is going to tell him what to do.

               The old  “Girls, Girls, Girls” may have been controversial in the late 80s but shows its age compared to the current Top 40.