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Bus Stop/Stop! Stop! Stop! (The Hollies) · Girls, Girls, Girls - We Love Girls (The Four Seasons) · Stop Stop Stop (V.I.A. Gra) · Stop! Stop! Stop! (Via Gra) · Stop! Stop! Stop! (The Hollies) · 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) · K-Tel Presents Girls Girls Girls 20 Great Hits (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


stops and stares at my baby, when she's walking down the street.
People passing by just look at my baby, cause my baby looks so sweet.

Sugar and spice
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice   Kisses sweeter than wine   Sugar and spice and all things nice   You know that little girl is mine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine

Everybody
Sugar and spice and all things nice
 Kisses sweeter than wine
 Sugar and spice and all things nice
 You know that little girl is mine
Tell me, please, what little girls are made of
Sugar and spice and all things nice
But we can bleed for a whole week straight
Every month,
and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only

King for a day, princess by dawn
King for
the table
First to see if she was joking
No joke
There was no flicker
Just a girl who wanted more

Than meat and potatoes
She may stop at whips
All surrounded by mystery

I'm still coming around
I keep chasing dreams
Girl I keep coming around
Hey hey

I keep coming around
And I can never stop
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on

CHORUS
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls in the park
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on

[Chorus]
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls
Every little move she makes,
Is gonna catch somebody's eye.
You ought to see all the double-takes,
When she goes walkin' by.
But she's so
or fall

I've been around the World - round the world
And I wanted to see - see it all
I've been the only girl - round the world
All surrounded by
Where's that girl, the one you miss

Those ooh la la la girls in their skirts they go rushing by
They look around and give you that come on
With their
neglect me, just as long as I have my turn 
& whatever I'm doing when you call me 
I have to drop it, I have to stop it 

You can write every girl in
an I been married twice
Yes, I been married twice
Well now you people know by that mean
Oh that I had been livin' the right kind of life
No, not
It's like root beer one of a kind
Spice 1 is up in the house with the niggata-niggata-nine
And the clip and the trigga
Muthafuckas try ta play me
straight
But I can't figure out which spice girl I want to impregnate 
And Dr. Dre said, "slim shady you a basehead!"
Uh-uhhh! "so why's your face red?
or fall

I've been around the world, 'round the world
And I wanted to see, see it all
I've been the only girl, 'round the world
All surrounded by
just like a peach knee high
Backed by a bag of funjuns
And course I'ts going to smell like onions
Butt more so like pork and beans
Girl I don't know what
girl bangs like Dre instrumentals
Well, here's an acappella of mine

[Chorus]
Two all up in the club
Got my game tight, about to tear it up 
Could
Pass by, 'cause shawty you just don't know

That I, have never ever met another girl
That fine, starin' so hard I didn't even see the
Stop sign, hit