Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Michael Diamond, Matt Dike, Adam Yauch, Barbarella Bishop, Ronald Ford, John King, Linda Shider, Garry Shider, Roger Troutman, Mike Simpson, Larry Troutman, Adam Horowitz
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Beastie BoysHey Ladies Lyrics:
Hey ladies in the place, I'm callin' out to ya
There never was a city kid truer and bluer
There's more to me than you'll ever know
And I've got more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb, Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
Date women on TV with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words flowing out just like the Grand Canyon
And I'm always out lookin' for a female companion
I threw the lasso around the tallest one and dragged her to the crib
I took off her moccasins and put on my bib
I'm wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring you back to the place and your dress I'm feeling
Your body's on time and your mind is appealing
Staring at the cracks up there upon the ceiling [Incomprehensible] is the bass that I'm throwing
I'm talking to the girl, telling her I'm all knowing
She's talking to the kid
I'm telling her every lie that you know that I never did
Hey ladies, I'm gettin' funky
All the ladies in the house
The ladies, the ladies
Me in the corner with a good looking daughter
I dropped my drawers and it was, "Welcome back Kotter"
We were cutting up the rug
She started cutting up the carpet
In my apartment, I begged her, "Please stop it"
The gift of gab is the gift that I have
And that girl ain't nothing but a crab
Educated? No
Stupid? Yup
And when I say stupid, I mean stupid
I'm not James at 15 or Chachi in charge
I'm Adam and I'm adamant about living large
With the white sassoons and the looks that kill
Makin' love in the back of my Coupe De Ville
I met a little cutie, she was all hopped up on zootie
I liked the little cutie but I kicked her in the bootie
'Cause I don't kinda go for that messin' around
You be listening to my records' a number one sound
Just step to the rhythm, step step to the ride
I've got an open mind, so why don't you all get inside?
Tune in, tune on to my tune that's live
Ladies flock like bees to a hive
She's got a gold tooth, you know she's hardcore
She'll show you a good time then she'll show you the door
Break up with your girl, it ended in tears
Vincent Van Gogh go and mail that ear
I call her in the middle of the night when I'm drinking
The phone booth on the corner is damp and it's stinking
She said "Come on over", it was me that she missed
I threw that trash can through her window
'Cause you know I got dissed
Your old lady left you and you went insane
You blew yourself up in the back of the 6 train
Take my advice at any price
A gorilla like your mother is mighty weak
Sucking down pints till I didn't know
Woke up in the morning with a one ton hoe
'Cause I announce, I like girls that bounce
With the weight that pays about a pound per ounce
Girls with curls and big long locks
And beatneck chicks just wearing their smocks
Walking high and mighty, like she's number one
She thinks she's the passionate one
Hey ladies, I'm gettin' funky
Uh, good God, damn!
Good God
Baby baby baby baby
Gettin' funky brother
Hey ladies
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