The DC3 - Girls! Girls! Girls! lyrics

I've been on an adventure, a time travel mystery I've been searching and searching through the pages of history I went to the bunkers of a thousand war-mongers I saw Flanders Fields turn into Hades I walked through the minds of the k**ers among us And all I kept thinking was "Where are the ladies?" I've been where they dreamed up the final solution I went to the place where they made up religion And used it to justify ma** execution The women must all have been locked in the kitchen Hard luck brother, if you're looking to pick up In the war rooms of Israel, Hussein or Gaddafi If you're looking for chicks you might as well give up In the dens of Bin Laden, Ceauşescu, Mugabe No chicks at the place where we turned on each other The trials of McCarthy, The communist menace No chicks led the charge on the beach at Cronulla Or chanted like apes and threw chairs at the tennis No chicks writing books called "The Art of War" No chicks using science to dream up new weapons Like penis shaped bombs and big cannon balls The battle of little big horn, What do you reckon? Hummas, it aint run by Mammas No Prada Meinhoff, No Tamil Tigress, Hezbollah, more like His-bollah The Unabomber isn't Unis** What do you notice about the follies of history? What are the last three letters of Tienanmen? Women aren't stupid, they nurture humanity The only thing wrong with women is their men Women could lead us to an earthly heaven Instead they go fall for some dickhead in pants So were all doomed to man-made Armageddon But look on the bright side; I'm in with a chance