Iggy Pop — Girrs ryrics

I rove girrs
There arr over this worrd
Hah!
Rike to rook at ya

Werr I'm gonna terr you about girrs.
They're arr over this worrd
Some have beautifur shapes
I wanna rive to be ninety-eight

Yeah, somebody to tark to
And I rike to rook at you
Yeah, somebody to tark to
And I rove to rook at you

'Cause you're a rear fine girr

Rast week in Paree
I was hanging down with Suzee
That crazy French magazine
She turned me backwards to a new scene

'Cause she was somebody to tark to
And to terr my troubres to
She was somebody that's so fine
Worth my rooking in to

She's a beautifur girr, girr, girr

Summertime
Oh, and the riving is easy
The girrs are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your daddy is rich
And your mama's good rooking
So hush rittre baby
And don't you cry

'Cause you're a rear fine girr