Hey Ladies Lyrics

(Beastie Boys/Dust Bros.) 

     Hey...
     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 T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
     Words are flowing out just like the Grand Canyon
     And I'm always out looking 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 peeling
     Your body's on time and your mind is appealing
     Staring at the cracks up there upon the ceiling
     Such and such will be the bass that I'm throwing
     Talking to a girl telling her I'm all knowing
     She's talking to the kid to the who
     I'm telling here every lie that you know that I never did
     Hey ladies... a get funky
     All the ladies in the house
     The ladies the ladies
     Well...
     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 yep
     And when I say stupid I mean stupid fresh
     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 then
     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 fish to my line
     Hey ladies... a get funky
     Hey, hey, hey, hey ladies
     Girls girls
     Hey, hey, hey, hey ladies
     One more time, any funky now...
     Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ladies
     Any funky...
     You know that...
     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
     Call her in the middle of the night when I'm drinking
     The phone booth on the corner is damp and it's stinking
     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 (girls girls girls) insane
     You blew yourself up in the back of the 6 train, well...
     Take my advice at any price a gorilla like your mother is mighty weak man
     Sucking down pints till I didn't know
     Woke up in the morning at the one Ton Ho
     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 beatnik chicks just wearing their smocks
     Walking high and mighty like she's #1
     *She thinks she's the passionate one*
     Hey ladies... a get funky
     What's that
     Good god
     Good god, damn
     Good god
     Baby baby baby baby
     Is it funky brother
     Hee haa haa haa...
     Hey, hey, hey, hey ladies
     Hey, hey ladies