Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's driving everyday
And when he sleeps with models
Only he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
Why don't you call
Got your number, got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me
If nothing at all
Robs my hunger, like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me
Why don't you call, why don't you call
Why don't you come around baby
There's nothing at all
You've got my number, and it's driving me crazy
Credit cards and lobster and Crystal in Brown's (First Class)
Backdoors and bouncers, only A-list allowed (Smart Bars)
All those faces in the places to be seen
Darling we're in fashion, don't you know
Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's driving everyday
And when he sleeps with models
Only he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
A girl's got face, fancy place
Baby can I stick with you
Cause she's got head, head to feet
Baby what am I to do
The girl's got style, legs for miles
Seen 'em walk all over you
You get your kicks, like flies to shit
Buzzing round the model zoo
Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's driving everyday
And when he sleeps with models
Only he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
Where do you go
After dinner, 'stead of walking me home
Oh, where did you go to
Why don't you phone
Someone thinner's got you talking in code
Oh! Soshimi in No! No!
Why don't you call, why don't you call
Why don't you come around baby
There's nothing at all
You've got my number, and it's driving me crazy
Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's driving everyday
And when he sleeps with models
Only he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
He loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's driving everyday
And when he sleeps with models
Only he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls
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