[Verse] Though our country will never make war We've a reason that's worth marching for Not for battle our banner unfurls But for girls, girls, girls, girls, girls When we're marching we never retreat For we're charging a foe that is sweet! But we're caught in the swirls Of the enemy's curls And surrender to girls, girls, girls Ruby lips taste like claret When they're pressing close to mine What a flavor! I compare it to that oldest vintage wine I don't need a book of verses Or a jug beneath the bough And my memory rehearses Not a moment so sweet as now Let us gaze in the wine while it's wet Let's do things that we'll live to regret Let me dance till the restaurant whirls With the girls, girls, girls, girls, girls! When there's wine and there's women and song It is wrong not to do something wrong! When you do something wrong You must do something right And I'm doing all right tonight