Shes Crafty Lyrics by Beastie Boys

Shes Crafty Lyrics

    Well this girl came up to me - she says she's new in town
    But the crew been said they seen her around
    I thought they were right but I didn't wanna know
    The girlie was Def and she wanted to go
    I think her name is Lucy but they all call Loose
    I think I thought I seen her on eighth and forty-deuce
    The next think she said, 'My place or yours?
    Let's kick some bass behind closed doors!'
    We got into the cab - the cab driver said
    He recognized my girlie from the back of her head
    He said a little something about tip to base
    So I made him stop the cab to get out of the place
    I shouldn't have looked back man I'll always regret it
    Something's going on and I'll probably never get it
    She was crying like a baby - stupid dumb
    It's just too bad that girl's a bum

    (chorus) She's crafty - she's gets around
    She's crafty - she's always down
    She's crafty - she's got a gripe
    She's crafty - and she's just my type
    She's crafty

    I spent my last dollar to by a Sabrett
    When I seen this girl I could never forget
    Now I like nothing better than a pretty girl smile
    And I haven't seen a smile that pretty in a while
    The girl came up to me she said she loved the show
    Asked her to come home and she couldn't say, 'No!'
    We got the crib - there's Adam and D.
    We didn't say a word - they just stared at me
    I said, 'I don't know her just met her tonight.'
    And Adrock started hiding everything in sight
    D. pulled me over said, 'Hid your gold,
    The girl is crafty like ice is cold!'
    The girl is crafty - she knows all the moves
    I started playing records - she knew all the grooves
    He thought she was a thief - and D. was right
    But I just figured she'd spend the night
    When I woke up late in the afternoon
    She had taken all the things from inside his room
    I found myself sleeping in the middle of the floor
    She had taken the bed and the chest of drawers
    The mirror, the TV, the guitar cord
    My remote control and my old skateboard
    She robbed us blind - she took all we owned
    And the boys blamed me for bringing her home

    (repeat chorus)

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