| The mother of invention made it good for me Tighter in the rear
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| Longer in the seam
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| Kicked out yards of leather
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| Wrapped around her waist
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| Trimmed it to perfection
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| And left a little space
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| Yeah they got competition now
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| All across the world
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| But there ain’t been no looking back
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| Since God invented girls
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| Now I know what Brian Wilson meant
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| Every time I step outside
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| I see what Heaven sent
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| There may be seven wonders
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| Created for this world
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| But one is all we need
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| Since God invented girls
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| Higher on the heel, paler than pure cream
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| Leaner on the sidewalk
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| Cutting through the steam
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| After claws and feathers
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| He took skin and bone
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| Shaped it like an hourglass
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| And made the angels moan
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| Oh here’s a little heat boys
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| To straighten out them curls
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| Now there ain’t been no angels round
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| Since God invented girls |