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