Red Hot Chili Peppers

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Girls songtekst

Je score:

Tricky: 

Girls, Boys 



Girls wish you never had boys 

They grow up to be bad boys 

Cry I've never had boys 

Never seen your dad boy 

I've never seen my dad boy 

Without the Roy 

And when my career stops kicking 

I'm gonna stick him 



Anthony Kiedis: 

Rock-a-dub now let me show you where it's at boy 

Just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy 

Make a dog and you chase another cat boy 

Blow it up and let me show you where its at boy 



Tricky: 

Girls wish you never had boys 

They grow up to be bad boys 

Cry I've never had boys 

Never seen your dad boy 

I've never seen my dad boy 

Without the Roy 

And when my career stops kicking 

I'm gonna stick him 



Anthony Kiedis: 

Staring through the sun tell your devil beware 

I am not the son of your family affair 

Baby breaks away and I've got my face in my hand 

Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care 



Tricky: 

I don't need no man 

Little boys 



Anthony Kiedis: 

Rappa rouser, bappa bouser 

Shake it for me baby let me step into your trousers 

I allow this 

Come on baby let me take to the houses 

I allow this 

This is now and you better bow this 

This is now and you better bow this 

This is now and you better bo w this 



Anthony Kiedis & Tricky: 

Staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaica's skirts and blouses) 

I am not the son of your family affair (he didn't rob his houses) 

Baby breaks away and I've got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) 

Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care 



Tricky: 

I don't need no man 

Little boys 

Tricky: 

I'm not a fire starter 

Cause I'm a little smarter 

Smarter than the average bear 

I don't care family's there 



Anthony Kiedis: 

Rock-a-dub now let me show you where it's at boy 

Just a puppet and you grew into a fat boy 

Make a dog and you chase another cat boy 

Blow it up and let me show you where it's at boy 



Anthony Kiedis & Tricky: 

Staring through the sun tell your devil beware (jamaica's skirts and blouses) 

I am not the son of your family affair (he didn't rob his houses) 

Baby breaks away and I've got my face in my hand (fuck the biological) 

Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care 

I don't care 

(repeated)





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