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
Yah they got competition now
All across the world
But there ain't been no lookin' 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
Cuttin' 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