Think about what you've got and compare it to what i've got Now what do you think my girl wants, my girl wants Think about what i've got and compare it to what you've got What do you think my girl wants, my girl wants What do you think my girl wants? Don't call her lazy cause she's crazy 'bout the daytime tv Channel 3 look at me, i'm a real wheel watcher They think i'm smart, they think it's art but then i start with a crash I'm just a brash trash talker I like some funky drums but i hate some clunky drummers And i saw what your girl did last summer She said it looks like a binge she said it felt like a blast Woke up in the grass with the assless chaps Looks like a blast she said it felt like a binge Woke up with your friend in the indian fringes Bring on the bedspins, bring on the mini-thins Bring on the bedspins, bring on the mini-thins And she was bombed on the bass and the bombay gin She stumbled in That's when she said she says it's great gettin high I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes Said it's great gettin high I want everybody who's been eyeing my girl to slowly close their eyes And think about what you've got compare it to what i've got and ask yourself What do you think my girl wants?