Girls

Текст песни Beastie Boys - Girls <br/> Girls - all I really want is girlsAnd in the morning it&#039;s girlsCause in the evening it&#039;s girlsI like the way that they walkAnd it&#039;s chill to hear them talkAnd I can always make them smile( )<br />From White Castle to the NileBack in the dayThere was this girl around the wayShe liked by home-piece M.C.A.He said he would not give her playI asked him, &quot;Please?&quot; - he said, &quot;You may.&quot;Her pants were tight and that&#039;s okIf she would dance - I would D.J.We took a walk down to the bayI hope she&#039;ll say, &quot;Hey me and you should hit the hay!&quot;I asked her out - she said, &quot;No way!&quot;So I broke North with no delayI heard she moved real far awayThat was two years ago this MayI seen her just the other dayJockin&#039; Mike D. to my dismayGirls - to do the dishesGirls - to clean up my roomGirls - to do the laundryGirls - and in the bathroomGirls - that&#039;s all I really want is girlsTwo at a time - I want girlsWith new wave hairdos - I want girlsI ought to whip out my - girls, girls, girls, girls, girls!4: Hold It Now - Hit It !Now I chill real ill when I start to chillWhen I fill my pockets with a knot of dollar billsSipping pints of ale out the window sillWhen I get my fill I&#039;m chilly chillNow I just got home because I&#039;m out on bailWhat&#039;s the time? - it&#039;s time to buy alePeter eater - parking meter all of the timeIf I run out of ale - it&#039;s Thunderbird wineMiller drinking - chicken eating - dress so flyI got friends in high places that are keeping me highDow with Mike D. and it ain&#039;t no hassleGot the ladies of the eighties from here to White Castle(chorus) Hold it now - hit it !M.C. - Adam Yauch in the place to beAnd all the girls are on me cause I&#039;m down with Mike D.I&#039;m down with Mike D. and it ain&#039;t no baloneyFor real, not phony - &quot;O.E.&quot; and Rice-a-RoniI come out at night &#039;cause I sleep all dayAnd I&#039;m the King Adrock and he&#039;s M.C.A.Well I&#039;m cruising, I&#039;m bruising - I&#039;m never ever losingI&#039;m in my car - I&#039;m going far and dust is what I&#039;m usingAround the way is where I&#039;m fromAnd I&#039;m from Manhattan and I&#039;m not a bumBecause you&#039;re pud-slapping, ball-flapping - got that juiceMy name&#039;s Mike D. and I can do that Jerry Lewis(repeat chorus)Hip-hop, body rockin&#039; - doing the doBeer drinking, breath stinking, sniffing glueBelly flipping, always illing, busting capsMy name&#039;s Mike D. and I write my own snapsI&#039;m a peep-show seeking on the forty-deuceI&#039;m a killer at large and I&#039;m on the loosePistol packing, Monkey drinking, no money bum