The mother of invention made it good for me

Tighter in the rear

Longer in the seam

Kicked out yards of leather

Wrapped around her waist

Trimmed it to perfection

And left a little space



Yeah they got competition now

All across the world

But there ain't been no looking back

Since God invented girls



Now I know what Brian Wilson meant

Every time I step outside

I see what Heaven sent

There may be seven wonders

Created for this world

But one is all we need

Since God invented girls



Higher on the heel, paler than pure cream

Leaner on the sidewalk

Cutting through the steam

After claws and feathers

He took skin and bone

Shaped it like an hourglass

And made the angels moan



Oh here's a little heat boys

To straighten out them curls

Now there ain't been no angels round

Since God invented girls