Did you know the odds
to be born on this
Earth's one in four
hundred trillion?
I conquered those odds,
yet I can't conquer
leaving this house
I eat, sleep, scroll,
and work, but there has
to be more than just
merely existing
In fact, I was thinking
there's not enough wine
in the fridge to
unleash me
And this feeling fiends
for some feminine
healing
By that, I mean
I call my girls and said,
"SOS, pick a dress
Pick a time and
an address
For we are going
out tonight"
Send the call out,
send the call out
Calling all my
baddest women,
it's about to go down
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I need that
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I love
the sound of it
Who let the girls out?
I did, I did, darling
She's empowered by
the sound of us
marching
Her legs are hurting,
but her back is
still arching
And this sound
reminds me that it's
going to be alright
And I never could
have guessed I started
my morning in tears
Got a great waterproof
mascara I can
recommend
I should try my luck
in Hollywood and
find some auditions
Because the way
I fake this smile could
pay the mortgage
and the rent
I climb into my
lonely throne
before my TV
I feel alone,
I feel like no one
really needs me
So thank you,
Carly, for having
a sixth sense
And for calling
to remind me
We don't settle
for depression on
a Friday night
I need a pep talk,
I need a hug,
I need a dance floor
I got one little life,
I need to get out
the house more
And really
start living it
Heavy is the burdens
that are weighing
on me
I will lay them down
under some pink
and blue lights
Call my girls and said,
"SOS, pick a dress
Pick a time and
an address
For we are going
out tonight"
Send the call out,
send the call out
Calling all my baddest
women, it's about
to go down
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I need that
Click-click-click clack
symphony,
I love the sound of it
Who let the girls out?
I did, I did, darling
She's empowered
by the sound of
us marching
Her legs are hurting,
but her back is
still arching
And this sound reminds
me that it's going
to be alright
Jim-Jimmy Choo,
it's time to open
up the closet
It's a sad sight to see
Manolo Blahnik
gather cobwebs
Why, I'm like an
alien in every dress I try
Sigh, let me turn my
music louder and
pretend it's fine
Everything that's
hurt me, left and
gave up on me
Am I just the product
of everything that
was done to me?
Run to me,
come to me,
someone bring
the sun to me
I can see the
glimmer of the girl
who once believed
She needs a pep talk
She needs a hug,
she needs a dance floor
She's got one little life,
she needs to get out
the house more
And try and
start living it
Heavy is the burdens
that are weighing
on me
I will lay them down
under some pink
and blue lights
Call my girls and said,
"SOS, pick a dress
Pick a time and
an address
For we are going
out tonight"
Send the call out,
send the call out
Calling all my
baddest women,
it's about to go down
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I need that
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I love
the sound of it
Who let the girls out?
I did, I did, darling
She's empowered by
the sound of us
marching
Her legs are hurting,
but her back is
still arching
And this sound reminds
me that it's going
to be alright
Though this season
of her life had been cold,
lonely and tough
Though she slipped back
into a darkness she
had hoped by now to
have overcome
She had learned a
beautiful lesson
And she kissed her girls
goodbye and thanked
them for getting her
out the house
That maybe everything
was going to be alright
And even if only
for a moment
Everything is going
to be alright
Yeah, it's going
to be alright
Going to be
Send the call out,
send the call out
Calling all my baddest
women, it's about
to go down
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I need that
Click-click-click clack
symphony, I love
the sound of it
Who let the girls out?
I did, I did, darling
She's empowered by
the sound of us
marching
Her legs are hurting,
but her back is
still arching
And this sound reminds
me that it's going
to be alright
Then she put her
headphones in
And there she danced
under the weight
of her clouds
But for the first
time in a long time
She believed that one
day, she would
again feel the sun
She must be patient
She must have faith
in the seeds that are
planted beneath
the snow
She must hold on
and she must let go
She'll be alright,
no riding, shining,
armoured knight
She will save
herself this time
And in fact, tonight
she did confirm
The cold never
lasts, my darling
It just teaches the
heart how to burn