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Hey Ladies (Letra)

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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 (x3) 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*

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Hey Ladies (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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 (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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
Hey ladies, get funky

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 a crab
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 turn on to my tune that’s live
Ladies flock like fish to my line
Hey ladies, get funky

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(x3) 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 (Letra)

98 Degrees

98 Degrees

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(chorus a – 2x)
Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong
Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin’ on
Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave
But he’s got to go, he’s got to go

My man’s been cheatin’ on me
Been runnin’ round here wit’ this little tenderoni
And don’t think i haven’t noticed
He’s been actin’ funny
Takin’ too long to call me
And somebody told me
That the worst thing of it all is that he gave her money

Now how he gon’ give her my ends
That’s a no, no
My first reactions telling me he’s got to go, go
But i just ain’t for sure
Should i just let him go
Oh i don’t know

(chorus b)
Yeah he did me wrong
But i love him so
I keep holding on
But he got to go, he got to go
Thought he was the one
But now i don’t know
After what he’s done
He’s got to go, he’s got to go

(chorus a)

You keep rewinding it
Stoppin’ it and playing yourself over again
See i’m sick and tired of you doin’ that same old thing
Sick of your same routine
Now you’ve got to come clean
Cause it’s killing me

(chorus b)
(chorus a)

I just don’t understand
You get chance after chance
And you say that you’ll do right
But i really do not know if you can
It’s not in your plans
That you’ve shown
Can you change, don’t think so
Now i gotta let you go

Got to go-go-go-go-go
Got to go-go-go-go-go

(chorus a until fade)

Hey Ladies (Letra)

Beastie Boys

Beastie Boys

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Thou shall know when he’s got to go 1 Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin’ on Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave But he’s got to go he’s got to go Hey ladies why is it that men can go do us wrong Why is it that we just decide to keep holdin’ on Why is it that we never seem to just have the strength to leave But he’s got to go, he’s got to go [Beyoncé] My man’s been cheatin’ on me Been runnin’ round here wit’ this little tenderoni And don’t think I haven’t noticed He’s been actin’ funny Takin’ too long to call me And somebody told me That the worst thing of it all is that he gave her money Now how he gon’ give her my ends That’s a no, no My first reactions telling me he’s got to go, go But I just ain’t for sure Should I just let him go Oh I don’t know 2 – Yeah he did me wrong But I love him so I keep holding on But he got to go, he got to go Thought he was the one But now I don’t know After what he’s done He’s got to go, he’s got to go Repeat 1 [Beyoncé] You keep rewinding it Stopin’ it and playing yourself over again See I’m sick and tired of you doin’ that same old thing Sick of your same routine Now you’ve got to come clean Cause it’s killing me Repeat 2 Repeat 1 [Beyoncé] I just don’t understand You get chance after chance And you say that you’ll do right But I really do not know if you can It’s not in your plans That you’ve shown Can you change, don’t think so Now I gotta let you go Got to go-go-go-go-go Got to go-go-go-go-go Repeat 1 until fade