All my ex-boyfriends 
We all want the same thing 
We all want the same thing 

Daddies in the bars 
Reaching up for stars 
We all want the same thing 

Doesn’t matter what you need to get you through your day 
If you buy it or just sell it or just give it away 
It’s the same at the end of the day 

Doesn’t matter if you pray or you just got pray 
Songs are spinning in your head and they won’t stop playing

It’s the same at the end of the day 

All my stripper friends 
All my ex-boyfriends 
We all want the same thing 
We all want the same thing 

Daddies in the bars 
Reaching up for stars 
We all want the same thing 

Doesn’t matter if they care or if they don’t care less 
You got your finger on the trigger of your favorite black
dress 
It’s okay at the end of the day 

Doesn’t matter if you’re reaching up for all the stars 
Or if you find them buying drinks for you in the bars 
It’s okay at the end of the day 

All my stripper friends 
All my ex-boyfriends 
We all want the same thing 
We all want the same thing 

Daddies in the bars 
Reaching up for stars 
We all want the same thing 

All my stripper friends 
All my ex-girlfriends 
We all want the same thing 
We all want the same thing 

Folks in this small town 
Beat boys under ground 
We all want the same thing 

We all want to live 
We all want to learn 
How to love without getting burned 

We want to be loved 
Are we good enough? 

All my stripper friends 
All my ex-boyfriends 
We all want the same thing 
We all want the same thing