Text: Beastie Boys. Licensed to Ill. Girls.

Girls, all I really want is girls
And in the morning, it's girls
'Cause in the evening, it's girls

I like the way that they walk
And it's chill to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile

Back in the day
There was this girl around the way
She liked my homepiece MCA
He said he would not give her play

I asked him, "Please?" he said, "You may"
Her pants were tight and that's ok
If she would dance, I would DJ
We took a walk down to the bay

I hope she'll say
"Hey me and you should hit the hay"
I aksed her out she said, "No way!"
I shoulda probably guessed her gay

So I broke North with no delay
I heard she moved real far away
That was two years ago this May
I seen her just the other day
Jockin' Mike D, to my dismay

Girls, to do the dishes
Girls, to clean up my room
Girls, to do the laundry
Girls, and in the bathroom

Girls, that's all I really want is girls
Two at a time, I want girls
With new wave hairdos, I want girls
I ought to whip out my girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls