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Hey Ladies Lyrics By Beastie Boys

    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 got more hits than sadaharu oh
    tom thumb tom cushman or tom foolery
    date women on tv with the help of chuck woolery
    words flowin’ 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 the bib
    wheelin’ and dealin’ i make a little bit of a stealin’
    i’ll bring you back to the place and your dress i’m peelin’
    your body’s on time and your mind is appealin’
    starin’ at the cracks up there up on the ceilin’
    such and such will be the bass that i’m throwin’
    i’m talking to a girl telling her i’m allknowing
    well she’s talking to the kid who to the kid
    i’m telling her every lie that you know that i never did

    hey ladies get funky
    all the ladies in the house
    the ladies the ladies

    well me in the corner with a goodlookin’ daughter
    i dropped my drawers and said welcome back kotter
    we was cuttin’ up the rug she started cuttin’ 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 nothin’ but a crab
    educated no stupid yep
    and when i say stupid i mean stupid fresh
    i’m not james at 5 or chachi in charge
    i’m adam and i’m adamant about livin’ 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 booty
    cause i don’t kinda go for that messin’ around
    you be listenin’ to my records’ a number one sound
    step step to the rhythm step step to the rhyme
    i’ve got an open mind so why don’t you all get inside
    tune in turn on to my tune that’s live
    ladies flock like bees to a hive

    hey ladies get funky
    hey hey hey hey ladies
    girls girls
    hey hey hey hey ladies
    one more time ain’t it funky now
    hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey ladies
    ain’t it funky now 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
    i call her in the middle of the night when i’m drinkin’
    the phone booth on the corner is damp and it’s stinkin’
    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
    well take my advice at any price
    a gorilla like your mother is mighty weak man
    suckin’ down pints ’til i didn’t know
    woke up in the morning with the won 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
    walkin’ high and mighty like she’s number one
    she thinks she’s the passionate one

    hey ladies get funky
    what’s that
    good god
    good god dance
    good god
    baby baby baby baby
    ain’t it funky brother
    he ha ha ha
    hey hey hey hey ladies
    hey hey ladies

    Artist: Beastie Boys

    Year: 1989

    Decade: 80s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 355