Hey Ladies
Beastie Boys Song Lyrics

 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