Girls in Bikinis - Harriet The Spy



     
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Girls in Bikinis Lyrics


Girls in bikinis, bikinis
(Gimme) Girls in bikinis (Gimme)Watching girls in bikinis is like
Watching a slinky walk down the stairs
Can't help but stare
They do the shimmy out of them cutoffs
Lay a towel down, and they look around
They ride up, they pull em out
Don't try to act like you don't know what I'm talking aboutCamo, canary yellow, red white and blue,
Highfive to the guy who thought about cutting that thing in two
String around her neck or without a strap
Laying on their bellies, untied off their backs
Watching girls in bikinis is like watching a slinky walk down the stairs
Can't help but stare(Gimme, gimme)
Girls in bikinis
(Gimme)Tie-dyed or polka-dot, coconut, muffin top,
There in the sand, with a beer in her hand
They pop out, they put em back in
Covered up just enough not to be a sinCamo, canary yellow, red white and blue,

Highfive to the guy who thought about cutting that thing in two
String around her neck or without a strap
Laying on her belly, untied off her back
Watching girls in bikinis is like watching a slinky walk down the stairs
Can't help but stareJumping in the water
Coming out the water (Hey boy)
Hey girl (What's up)
Um (Uh oh it's getting cold in here)
Ow!Camo, canary yellow, red white and blue,
Highfive to the guy who thought about cutting that thing in two
String around her neck or without a strap
Laying on her belly, untied off their back
Watching girls in bikinis is like watching a slinky walk down the stairs
Can't help but stare(Gimme, gimme)
Watching girls in bikinis, yeah, girls in bikinis
(Gimme, gimme; girls in bikinis)
Watching girls in bikinis
Watching girls in bikinis

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

Skating on the thin ice between brilliance and obnoxious idiocy, Harriet the Spy of Kent, OH provided a slap in the face to the sanctimonious nature of 90s hardcore musically, aesthetically and lyrically. Fittingly born of the same town that spawned Devo, Harriet the Spy created spastic, chaotic masterpieces of riff-filled dual guitars, dual pissoff vocals and some of the most pounding drums laid to record using formulas both simple and innovative. There is no apt comparison to them, save for something as vague as "Pavement meets Heroin" or something equally as nondescript.

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