Hey, boy You know, I don't see a dog like you Hang around in a club like this So much anymore Guess you just love the ladies Why don't you Walk your ass on up, say, "Hey girl! You dance pretty good For an almost white girl And, mm-mm, your lipstick sure do Match my wallet" (Hey!) Oh, I get so tired But you know Somebody gotta keep the shotguns off the dancefloor Say, "Why don't you finish that now, girl And we can stroll out into the midnight air And skit up a fat one! Yeah, you gotta dig on this A nice, big fat one" (Fat one!)
Makin' me a little bit insecure See, that's good for a dog like you Chills out your ego I mean, What you gonna do boy? When she tells you You gotta turn the heat up? You gotta say, "Why don't we go back to my place So we can talk About Dostoyevsky" Huh? Hey! Where'd she go? That girl is gone now Where'd she go now? And you're alone now Oh, this ain't like college town, no Welcome to the third world Where the boys all like the girls And the girls like the money
You gotta spread it around See! The girls like the boys and the boys like the honey Alright! Repeat after me (The boys like the girls and the girls like the money) Spread it around 'Cause you like the honey Oh yeah, the honey Keeps the bees all stuck in their chairs Until it's way too late And it's way too late It's way too late Yep, see the crowd gets a little bit thin And a little bit greasy You see, just like that, that's right
Boys like the girls and the girls like the money Oh, that's right, baby Boys like the girls and the girls like the money Well, I guess it's just us guys here, now Boys like the girls and the girls like the money Yeah, ?? Boys like the girls and the girls like the money Boys like the girls and the girls like the money Boys like the girls and the girls like the moneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
