Hey Ladies Chords by Beastie Boys
- Key: Eb
- BPM: 102
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
HEY LADIES ACORDES
[Start] [Intro] [Verse] Bb7 ■ Hey ladies in the place I'm callin' out to ya Bb7 There never was a city kid truer and bluer Bb7 There's more to me than you'll ever know Bb7 And I've got more hits than Sadaharu oh Bb7 Tom Thumb Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery Bb7 Date women on TV with the help of Chuck Woolery Bb7 Words flowin' out just like the Grand Canyon Bb7 And I'm always out lookin' for a female companion Bb7 I threw the lasso 'round the tallest one and dragged her to the crib Bb7 I took off her moccasins and put on the bib Bb7 Wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of a stealin' Bb7 I'll bring you back to the place and your dress I'm peelin' Bb7 Your body's on time and your mind is appealin' Bb7 Starin' at the cracks up there up on the ceilin' Bb7 Such and such will be the bass that I'm throwin' Bb7 I'm talking to a girl telling her I'm allknowing Bb7 She's talking to the kid Bb7 I'm telling her every lie that you know that I never did Bb7 Hey ladies get funky Bb7 All the ladies in the house Bb7 The ladies the ladies Bb7 Well me in the corner with a goodlookin' daughter Bb7 I dropped my drawers and said Welcome back Kotter Bb7 We was cuttin' up the rug she started cuttin' up the carpet Bb7 In my apartment I begged her Please stop it Bb7 The gift of gab is the gift that I have Bb7 And that girl ain't nothin' but a crab Bb7 Educated stupid Bb7 And when I say stupid I mean stupid fresh Bb7 I'm not James at fifteen or Chachi in Charge Bb7 I'm Adam and I'm adamant 'bout livin' large Bb7 With the white Sassoons and the looks that kill Bb7 Makin' love in the back of my Coupe De Ville Bb7 I met a little cutie she was all hopped up on zootie [Chorus] Bb7 I liked the little cutie but I kicked her in the booty Bb7 'cause I don't kinda go for that messin' around Bb7 You be listenin' to my records a number one sound Bb7 Step step to the rhythm step step to the rhyme Bb7 I've got an open mind so why don't you all get inside Bb7 Tune in turn on to my tune that's live Bb7 Ladies flock like bees to a hive Bb7 Hey ladies get funky Bb7 Hey hey hey hey ladies Bb7 Girls girls Bb7 Hey hey hey hey ladies Bb7 One more time ain't it funky now Bb7 Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey ladies [Inst] B Ain't it ■ funky now [Verse] B She's got a gold tooth you know she's hardcore B She'll show you a good time then she'll show you the door B Break up with your girl it ended in tears B Vincent van Gogh go and mail that ear B I call her in the middle of the night when I'm drinkin' B The phone booth on the corner is damp and it's stinkin' B She said Come on over it was me that she missed B I threw that trash can through her window 'cause you know I got dissed B Your old lady left you and you went insane B You blew yourself up in the back of the six Train [Chorus] B Well take my advice at any price B A gorilla like your mother is mighty weak man B Suckin' down pints 'til I didn't know B Woke up in the morning with the Won Ton Ho B 'cause I announce I like girls that bounce B With the weight that pays about a pound per ounce B Girls with curls and big long locks B And beatnik chicks just wearin' their smocks B Walkin' high and mighty like she's number one B She thinks she's the passionate one B Hey ladies get funky [Inst] B What's that B Good God B Baby baby baby baby Ab7 Ain't it funky brother [Outro] Ab7 Hey hey hey hey ladies Ab7 Hey hey ladies [End]