Day: April 7, 2013

  • 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

    Ton 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

    Some such nonsense is 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

    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 the blue plate crab

    Special at woodman's in essex mass
    Educated no stupid yes

    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
    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
    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
    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 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 girls 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 at 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

    Walking high and mighty like she's #1 and
    *she thinks she's the passionate one*

    Hey ladies, I hoped you enjoyed #caturday and that you're having a great weekend
    And, yes, I posted Beastie Boys lyrics.  What are you going to do about it?  Take away my license to ill?