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Girls, Girls, Girls - We Love Girls (The Four Seasons) · Edu & Tom/Tom & Edu (Antonio Carlos Jobim) · Tom Tom Club (Tom Tom Club) · Tom Tom Club (Tom Tom Club) · The Body and Soul of Tom Jones/Tom Jones Sings She's a Lady (Tom Jones) · Tom Tom Club [Deluxe Edition] (Tom Tom Club) · Girls Girls Girls (Elvis Costello) · Kid Galahad/Girls! Girls! Girls! (Elvis Presley) · Girls! Girls! Girls! [Bonus Tracks] (Elvis Presley) · Cappucino Classics, Vol. 3: Girls Girls Girls (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


and a railroad phone
Bobs on his knees to an old tarantella
South of the border he stole it from a fella

Oh, don't wait for Tom, Tom?s long gone
He's already
when he walked by

Tom, Tom, Tommy Brown meanest boy in all the town
Everybody said he'd turned out bad
They said he had stole and I guess he had
But
Peeping Tom

Peeping Tom, yeah
She hides in shadows
And never comes too close
My mystery lady
Haunts me like a ghost, oh

I don't know who she is
it's B.o.B., flyer than a stewardess
Fresh to death like I'm dressed for a eulogy
My outfit's retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb
I'll probably need
can't get in your show
I'll take my tom tom and go
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

While you were mine
I got so hazy
While you passed by
I found my answer
deep 
Like a dirty water doggin' a bird 
Sometimes a certain tom's he gotta peep 
I'm a peek-a-boy, looking at girls 
And I think I like, I think I
head
He got a new identity
62 hole air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
To take him out of town
They would get away
Running around
a monster
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla

Tom tom like in Lebanon
Hotter than in Pakistan
Click click click young nick, the atomic bomb
Yeah, see ya then you
a monster
Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla

Tom Tom like in Lebanon
Hotter than in Pakistan
Click click click young nick, the atomic bomb
Yeah, see ya
I throw a fit
Not slackin or lackin a bit, nah that ain't it
So just a bob ya head, like I said, the fresh it
So just a bob ya head	"ruff, ruff an'
Bob
Bob got it goin' on with no job
And everything Rob got he got from Robin
And everything she got she got ho-hoppin'
My girl Jilly wanna be like
Had someone shave his head 
He got a new identity 
62 hole air cushioned boots 
And a girl who rides a scooter 
To take him out of town 
They would
Had someone shave his head 
He got a new identity 
62 hole air cushioned boots 
And a girl who rides a scooter 
To take him out of town 
They would
light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by

Kid's rubber ball smacks
Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go
the girl who sings them tells you that, although the
She loves is anti-social, alcoholic, physically repulsive, or just plain unsanitary, nevertheless she is
head
He got a new identity
62 hole air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
To take him out of town
They would get away
Running around
by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag
pulley
From you girly girly you protect your body

Now two type of man weh love the coochie
A the bedroom bully and Tom Dooley

Now the one Tom
Had someone shave his head 
He got a new identity 
62 hole air cushioned boots 
And a girl who rides a scooter 
To take him out of town 
They would
the end
We're about to blast off 
So hold on real tight.
While Michael tells you 
The kinda girl he likes.

Hey, I like a girl who likes to tease
D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for
D to-the U to-the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for
over by the portapotty 
Yes he's watching the girl with the frogs 
Open a bottle with her teeth 
I saw uncle tom's momma 
Wearin' my old pajamas
the size of a sewer pipe living in his rib cage
I feel like a pickled priest who was being flambed
It's an inquisition blondie, just a girl
I'm happy, I'm
for his psycopath

Alright, we stayed at this guy's house
And, ah, when they had that murders back in like '89
A guy and a girl got hacked up in his