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Good evening. Do not attempt to adjust your radio, there is nothing wrong. We have taken control as to bring you this special show. We will return it to you as soon as you are grooving. Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk, Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection. Home of the extraterrestrial brothers, Dealers of funky music. P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb. Coming to you directly from the Mothership Top of the Chocolate Milky Way, 500,000 kilowatts of P.Funk-power. So kick back, dig, while we do it to you in your eardrums. And me? I'm known as Lollipop Man, alias the Long-Haired Sucker. My motto is: Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. (wants to get funked up) I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk (yeah) I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. WEFUNK, y'all. Now this is what I want you all to do: If you got faults, defects or shortcomings, You know, like arthritis, rheumatism or migraines, Whatever part of your body it is, I want you to lay it on your radio, let the vibes flow through. Funk not only moves, it can re-move, dig? The desired effect is what you get When you improve your Interplanetary Funksmanship. Sir Lollipop Man! Chocolate coated, freaky and and habit forming. Doin' it to you in 3-D, So groovy that I dig me. Once upon a time called Now! Somebody say, "Is there funk after death?" I say, "Is Seven Up?" Yeah, P.Funk! Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut funk!) I want my funk uncut (P.Funk!) Make my funk the P.Funk (uncut) I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. Make my funk the P.Funk (make mine) I want my funk uncut (the P) Make my funk the P.Funk (hah!) I wants to get funked up. (WEFUNK, y'all) I want the bomb, (home of the bomb) I want the P.Funk I want my funk stepped on (Don't step on my funk) Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Yeah, I dig! Let me put my sunglasses on. That's the law around here, you got to wear your sunglasses. So you can feel cool. Gangster lean. Y'all should dig my sun-rooftop. Well, allright. Hey I was diggin' on y'alls funk for awhile. Sounds like it got a three on it though, to me. Then I was down south and I heard some funk with some main ingredients Like Doobie Brothers, Blue Magic, David Bowie. It was cool, But can you imagine Doobiein' your funk? Ho! WEFUNK, we funk. Make my funk the P.Funk (ho!) I want my funk uncut (oh, make mine) Make my funk the P.Funk (yeah) I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk (P.Funk, y'all) Don't want my funk stepped on Make my funk the P.Funk (Home of the extraterrestrial brothers) Before I take it home. Gettin' deep. Once upon a time called Right Now Ain't it funky now Far 'round Hey, doin' it to ya in the earhole Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut (make mine the P) Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. (I want the bomb) I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk Don't want my funk stepped on Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Yeah We're not leavin' y'all, I want you all to stay tuned for Starchild Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk Don't want my funk stepped on (oh, make mine) Make my funk the P.Funk (I wants to get funked up) Before I take it home Don't stop, get down Talk! Blow your horn Peee-youuu! Wants to get funked up Well, allright! Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, (P.Funk) I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. Make my funk the P.Funk I want my funk uncut Make my funk the P.Funk I wants to get funked up. I want the bomb, I want the P.Funk I want my funk uncut. Make my funk the P.Funk Before I take it home Welcome to station WEFUNK, better known as We-Funk, Or deeper still, the Mothership Connection. Home of the extraterrestrial brothers, Dealers of funky music. P.Funk, uncut funk, The Bomb. Lollipop Man here, alias the Long-Haired Sucker. Chocolate coated, freaky and habit-forming Coming to you in 3-D So groovy that I dig me Yeah! Yeah! P.Funk! |
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| 5:10 |
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Up For The Down Stroke
Talking 'bout he's mad Let's take it to the stage, jack, come on! And get up for the down stroke Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up Everybody get up Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up Party! It's all about party, yeah! Having a party, y'all (get up for the down stroke?) (get down!) (?.........a joke) Get down on the real side Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up (x6) Woo, hoo hoo! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got (x7) (give me the claps) (let's take it to the bridge) (What?) (He talkin' bout he mad!) (Make it funky now) Get up for the down stroke Everybody get up (x8) Party! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got Party, baby party! You're hot Let's take it to the stage! I don't care about the cold, baby Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got (oh, my godfather!) I don't care about the cold, baby (get up for the down stroke) Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got I don't care about the cold, baby (get up for the down stroke) Cause when you're hot, you're too much Cause when you're hot, you're hot Look at what you've got |
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| 8:33 |
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Bop Gun (Endangered Species)
Hmm! Yeah! Oooooh, yeahhh-aayy! On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' right on you, baby! On guard! Defend yourself! Down to get down, (down!) baby Turn me loose We shall overcome Where did you get that funk from, huh? Turn me on They're spoiling the fun Let's shoot them with the bop gun On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' right around, (hey baby) We got to get over the hump On guard! Defend yourself! Bound to get down, baby (hey!) Turn me loose Let me shoot them with the bop gun, ha, hmm Endangered species Let me shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species We got to get over the hump When the syndrome is around (on guard!) Don't let your guard down All you've got to do is Call on the funk, ohhh On guard! Defend yourself! We shall overcome Where did you get that funk from? They're spoiling the fun Shoot them with the bop gun Ohh, hey baby On guard! Protect yourself! Movin' in on you, baby I don't think you hear me I said they're spoiling the fun We shall overcome We got to shoot them with the bop gun Hey, babe Bound to get down Closing in on you When the syndrome is around Don't let your guard down All you got to do is Call on the funk (moving in on you, baby) To dance is a protection Funk is your connection All you got to do is Funk and dance On guard! Protect yourself! On guard! Defend yourself! Endangered species (x5) Shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species (x7) You got to shoot them with the bop gun Endangered species (x6) You got to shoot them with the bop gun When the syndrome is around Don't let your guard down All you've got to do is Call on the funk On guard! Defend yourself! Movin' in on you Turn me loose We shall overcome Where'd you get that funk from, huh? I still said they're spoiling the fun Shoot them with my bop gun Hey, babe Turn me loose, huh Watch me get over the hump, ha! Hey, babe I got to get over the hump (x10) (we got to get on by the hump) On guard! Hey babe I got to get over the hump (got to get on by the hump) On guard! I got to get over the hump Watch me, I'm gonna shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x8) (I got to get on by the hump, hey baby) On guard! Ooh I got to get over the hump (x9) (I got to get on by the hump) On guard! Shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x9) Hey babe, hey babe, ohh! On guard! Defend yourself I'm gonna shoot them with my bop gun I got to get over the hump (x8) Watch me |
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Mothership Connection (Starchild)
Well, all right! Starchild, Citizens of the Universe, Recording Angels. We have returned to claim the Pyramids. Partying on the Mothership. I am the Mothership Connection. Gettin' down in 3-D Light year groovin' Well all right, if you hear any noise, it ain't nobody but me and the boys Gettin' down. Hit it fellas! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me (groovin') You gotta hit the band All right, all right, Starchild here Put a glide in your stride and a dip in your hip And come on up to the Mothership. Loose Booty, doin' the bump. Hustle on over here. If you hear any noise, It's just me and the boys hittin' it. You gotta hit the band. Ain't nothing but a party, y'all. Face it, even your memory banks have forgotten this funk. Mothership Connection, home of the P.Funk, the Bomb. If you hear any noise, It's just me and the boys, hit me You gotta hit the band. Doin' it in 3-D. Let me put on my sunglasses here so I can see what I'm doing. When you hear seats rumble you will hear your conscience grumble Hit me You gotta hit the band You have overcome, for I am here. Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride (x6) Doin' it up on the Chocolate Milky Way What's up CC? Have you forgot me? Are you hip to Easter Island? The Bermuda Triangle? Heh heh! Well, all right. Ain't nothing but a party! Starchild here, Citizens of the Universe I bring forth to you the Good Time On the Mothership. Are you hip? Sing, fellas! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band Starchild here, doin' it in 3-D. So good, it's good to me. Hit the band! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry you home! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the band I don't think they hear you! If you hear any noise It's just me and the boys Hit me You gotta hit the bandStarchild here, citizens of the universe Gettin' it on, partying on the Mothership. When Gabriel's horn blows, you'd better be ready to go. Swing low Time to move on Light years in time Ahead of our time Free your mind, and come fly With me It's hip On the Mothership Groovin' Swing down, sweet chariot Stop, and let me ride (x 7) |
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| 5:47 |
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Whoa!
They say the bigger the headache, the bigger the pill, baby Call me the big pill Dr Funkenstein The disco fiend with the monster sound The cool ghoul with the bump transplant Hip bone connected to my thigh bone My thigh bone connected to my leg bone My leg bone connected to my ankle bone I get so hung up on bones Dr Funkenstein here Preoccupied and dedicated To the preservation of the motion of hips We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (talk!) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest (kiss me on my ego) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein (ohhh, over!) Dr. Funkenstein, King of the Funk, yeah! Swift lippin', ego trippin' and body snatchin' I'll blow your mind Comin' to you directly from the Mothership Pulling up the last leg (ah, ah, ah) Of the P.Funk Well, alright Dr. Funkenstein, yeah He'll funk with your mind (ooover) We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (let me hear it for me) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest (ha!) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein (alright!) Microbiologically speaking, When I start churnin', burnin' and turnin' I'll make your atoms move so fast Expandin' your molecules Causing a friction fire Burnin' you on your neutron Causing you to scream "Hit me in the proton, BABY!" (I don't know what I'm talking about) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love you, Funkenstein (oh yeah, let's do it one more time) Ohhhh, over! Hoo-wee! (you're really out of sight) I hope you all got your sunglass on out there Ho! It's really gonna blow your mind We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (talk!) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest (kiss me on my ego) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (over!) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein Ain't nothing but a party, baby! Swift lippin', and ego trippin' and body snatchin' Dr. Funkenstein, you are really out of sight The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill They call me the big pill Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to, Funk-a-stein (Yeah, hit me one time, one time!) (Hey man, you make me feel so bad) We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best (it is so funky around here) Take my body, give it the mind To funk with the rest (I'm just funkin' and jumpin') Hit me with the one and then (ooooover!) If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein (Yeah, we love you Dr. Funkenstein) We love to funk you, Funkenstein Your funk is the best Take my body, give it the mind (yeah, take it!) To funk with the rest (take it!) Hit me with the one and then If you like, hit me again We love to Funk-a-stein |
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| 3:57 |
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I want to be testify, testify my love for you
I’m here to testify, testify my love for you And I will do, all that I can do for you Together, we will be together Come on testify, testify your love for me Testify, testify your love for me You can be all the things you want to be And together, we will be together Every heart that’s ever been broken Knows these things must not go unspoken Giving yourself, giving each other The strength to lean on one another I’ll be there for you, you’ll be here for me That is why I want to testify, testify my faith in you Come on and testify, testify your trust in me We can be all the things we want to be And together, we can do it together Every heart that’s ever been broken Knows these things must not go unspoken Giving yourself, giving each other The strength to lean on one another I’ll be there for you, you’ll be here for me I want to be testify, testify my love for you I’m here to testify, testify my love for you And I will do, all that I can do for you And you know together, we will always be together |
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| 8. |
| 6:44 |
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From the ocean comes a notion
That the real eyes lies in rhythm And the rhythm of vision is a dancer From the lookin' come the seeing One with real eyes realize The rhythm of vision is a dancer And when he dance, it's always on the one Going down you can see sounds of silence Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye Ee didy awk, oh, I'm the jock and I'm back (The one with real eyes realize that the reason) On the scene with the record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how d'y'all do? (Is that everything is on the one) I'm Mr. Wiggles the worm These are my ladies Giggle and Squirm Three bionic idiots Your deejays for the Affair Where we'll be gettin' down And won't be comin' up for air May I have this swim? Mr. Wiggles here, sayin', "May we funk you?" I got a string on my thing Rhythm in my thing Wind me up I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing When you pull my string I can do my thing like I oughta Ooh, the Motor Booty Affair this is the big one The marathon, not your average 50 yard dash of funk The Olympics, cross country style Comin' to you from number one Bimini Road (I got a string on my thing) In beautiful downtown Atlantis (Rhythm in my thing) Where you might see the jellyfish jammin' with the salmon (I can do my thing underwater) Come face to face with a mouth named Jaws (I got a string attached to my thing) Freak out with a Mermaid named Rita (When you pull my string, I can do my thing like I oughta) And meet Mr. Wiggles the worm I got wheels on my thing, oh Real in my thing Emerald city I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing When you pull my string I can do my thing like I oughta Check me out I can slide between the molecules Of wetness like an eel through seaweed One slithering idiot Mr. Wiggles here, your DJ for the Affair Where we'll be getting down and won't be coming up for air So, you can leave your nose at home You might wanna rent a blow hole, oh (That's how it goes in the land of no nose) Let me bait my rap, go wiggle (The best stroke is the breast stroke) This fish tale begins where most fish tails end With a school of fool fish Playin' hooky from school but gettin' caught and likin' it I got a string on my thing, oh Reel in my thing Go wiggle ya'll I can do my thing underwater I got a string attached to my thing, yo yo Wheel on my string (Aquaboogie, baby) I can do my thing like I oughta Eee ditty I, oh, I'm jock And I'm back on the scene With my record machine Sayin', ooh poppa doo how ya'll doin'? Mr. Wiggles the worm here Sayin' this is an underwater story In the fields of your mind (I can do my thing underwater) We're swimmin' past a clock Who has its hand behind its back On past reality, he ain't lookin' for a moment We'll leave a candle in the windows Of our conscious mind And we'll find our way back to the one end time (I got wheels on my thing, when you pull my string) The Motor Booty Affair (I can do my thing underwater) Where you can dance underwater and not get wet (I got a string attached to my thing) Aqua dooloop a baby (When you pull my string) Rhythm (I can do my thing like I oughta) Mr. Wiggles here on roller skates and a yo yo Actin' the fool, one slithering idiot These are my ladies Giggles and Squirm We are three bionic worms, your DJ for the Affair (Sliding through the water without gettin' wet) And I can do my thang underwater, ha Comin' to you live from number one Bimini Road In the Emerald City, downtown Atlantis, on W E F U N K We funk, we funk and we funk And we wiggle and we funk, oh Mr. Wiggles here Sayin' Eee to the ock Oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene With my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle To all the fish and the fishies, go wiggle To all the fish and the fishes, go wiggle Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene with my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle (Dancin' underwater and not getting wet) Oh, go wiggle, go wiggle From the ocean comes the notion That real lies in the eyes of rhythm And the rhythm of vision is a dancer (Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock) From the lookin' comes the seeing (And I'm back on the scene with my record machine) One with real eyes realize (Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle) That the rhythm of vision is a dancer And when he dance it's always on the one Goin' down you could see sounds of silence Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye (What in the world is that worm talkin' about?) And the ones with real eyes realize That everything is on the one, go wiggle, yo Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock And I'm back on the scene with my record machine Sayin' ooh papa doo, how ya'll doin'? Go wiggle Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop, go wiggle Swimmin' on past your conscious mind Who's tied up for a moment But he'll be back on time, in the meantime, go wiggle |
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| 9:25 |
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Aqua Boogie
(A Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadoloop) {G Clinton, W Collins, B Worrell} Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah! I am Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk I can't swim I never could swim I never will swim Oh, put me down! Let go my leg! (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) I told ya...will you shut up!...I told ya I can't swim! Ha hOwww no! Put me down, I hate water, ho (Hah -ah hah -ah hah -ahhh) Will you shut up! (Aqua boogie baby) Never learned to swim, (underwater boogie baby) Can't catch the rhythm of the stroke (Aqua boogie baby) Why should I hold my breath, (underwater boogie baby) Feelin' that I might choke (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Aqua boogie baby) Things ya blow through, because of things ya swim through (Underwater boogie baby) Why hold your nose to spite your face (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Aqua boogie baby) With the rhythm that makes you dance to what we have to live through (Underwater boogie baby) You can dance underwater and not get wet, OH!!! Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop (Put me down, let go my leg OH!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop Psychoalphadiscobetabiohumanyouloop I hate water, let me go, put me down! Hah-ho You're all wet! (I'm at the boogie baby) Never mean to drown (I'm Underwater boogie baby) Can't comprehend all the strokes (I'm at the boogie baby) Why should I hold my breath? (Underwater boogie baby) (he's deep) Feelin' that I might choke! Oh! (Aquaboogie baby) There's a magic rhythm one with the a real drum (?) (Underwater boogie baby) Why blow your nose to spite your face (Aquaboogie baby) With the rhythm it takes to dance to what we have to live through (Underwater boogie baby) You can dance underwater and not get wet. Boogie with who? (Boogie-boogie with me!) I am the Nose (Ha-ah, hah-ah, ha-ah) I don't swim I don't dance (Ha-ah, hah-ah, ha-ah) I don't swim or dance (Biohumanyouloop) I'm too cool to swim, or dance I'm ?- (Underwater boogie baby, underwater boogie baba!) (Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah!) (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop) I don't even sweat (Psychoalphadiscobetabiohumanyouloop) (Underwater boogie baby, underwater boogie baba!) I'm cool (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop, Psychoalpha......) Go head wit 'cho funk! (Underwater boogie baby) Put me down Turn me loose! Ahh, let go my leg, I hate water! (ya-ha!) Oh, leave me alone You're crazy! (Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop) Ohhh.....hah ... stop it! Oh there you go again, Oh it feels good, oh it feels good! Oh it feels good I am the Nose, leave me alone Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops The motion picture's underwater, starring most of you-loops (Uh!) Never learned to swim (OH!) Can't comprehend all the strokes Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop (Underwater boogie baby! Yeaah Ho!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops (Underwater boogie baby!) A motion picture underwater starring most of you-loops (Yeah ho, ha ha get on down) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops (I am the Nose!) A motion picture underwater starring most of you loops ( ?- fool baby!) (Hit me!) Bioaquadooloop (Ah ho! Ha ha, get down!) Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloops A motion picture underwater starring most of you-loops Ha-ah Ha-ah Ha-ah! (x6) |
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| 5:06 |
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I am through with you
Baby, I refuse to be blue Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5) Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3)) Shame, shame on me For thinking that I could possibly be The exclusive one of your choice In this world infested with boys Well, now I know that I am first on your list And if I leave, I'm gonna be missed I cannot take a chance on you It's so easy to become number two And I refuse to be blue Baby, I'm crying you will lose Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5) Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3)) Let you see how does it feel (let you see how it feels) To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real) To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) (x2) So good I had known that your love was good But it don't rectify how I'll cry If you ever say goodbye I refuse to be blue Meaning, I'm cutting you a-loose Let hurt put you in the loser's seat (x5) Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat (x3)) Let you see how it feels (let you see how it feels) To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real) To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own) And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) (x2) All your goodies are gone (x10) |
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| 4:51 |
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Do That Stuff
It was a thrill upon a hill Everybody was feelin' real Everybody had the look It was written all over their face Giving up the funk A-waitin' for the bomb You wouldn't believe how they partied You would believe they'd never stop Dancing to some funky new sound Da da, da daa da Da da da daI want to go back and get More of that funky stuff I got to get some more of that More of that funky stuff Da da, da daa da Da da da da It was a thrill upon a hill (ooh) Everybody was feelin' real (ooh) Ooooh They were still gettin' down came daylight Been funkin' most ever since midnight Ooh, ooh ooh When day came they wasn't slowing Feeling it's awfully late would wait Mmm, be about You would not believe how they partied Da da da da Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff Da da, da daaa da Da da da da Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff Da da, da daaa da Da da da da I want to go back and get More of that funky stuff I got to get some more of that More of that funky stuff Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff It was a thrill upon a hill (ooh) Everybody was feelin' real (ooh) Ooooh Do that stuff, just do that stuff Do that stuff, ahh do that stuff |
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| 12. |
| 4:47 |
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We are those party people
We're all about a real good time (x2) Oh, a big boogie! We are those party people (we are those party people) We're all about a good time We are those party people, uh-huh Band starts jumpin' People start thumpin' And I'm just pitchin' a fit We are those party people, uh-huh People are itchin' They can't stop twitchin' Funk's gonna scratch their itch Ooga-Boogie Yabba-dabba-da-da-da-da-da-dee-da-da Where are all the party people at? Where have all the party people gone? Yabba-dabba-da-da-da-da-da-dee-da-da Da-da We're all about fun We're all about having big fun (x2) We are those party people Oh, the band was smokin' The dancers were strokin' And I was just pitchin' a fit We are those party people Oh, they were itchin' Music had them twitchin' Funk's gonna scratch their itch We are those party people (x2) And we're all about a real good time Ooga-boogie! It's all about fun It's all about having big fun It's all about fun Yabba-dabba-da-da-da-da-da-dee-da-da Ooga-boogie! We are those party people Ahh, foot funk y'all And if you don't believe I'm down Get down, get up, get on, get off Turn me loose on the dancefloor It's all about fun (It's all about having some fun) It's all about having big fun (It's all about big fun) It's all about fun It's all about having big fun (x2) We are those party people (x4) We're all about a good time Do you want to turn (turn us a-loose x3) (ooh hoo) Turn us a-loose (turn us a-loose x3) (ooh hoo) (x2) If you like, you can turn us a loose (turn us a-loose x3) (ooh hoo) Turn us a-loose (turn us a-loose x3) (ooh hoo) Da da Da da da da It's about big fun All about big fun (x9) Yabba-dabba-da-da-da-da-da-dee-da-da Ooga-boogie! We are those party people Ahh, foot funk y'all And if you don't believe I'm down Get down, get up, get on, get off Turn me loose on the dancefloor It's all about fun It's all about having big fun (x3) We are those party people (x3) We're all about a good time Turn us a loose (x3), ooh hoo (x12) Da da Da da da da It's about big fun All about big fun (x10) About big fun We are those party people (x4) Yes, we are those party people We're all about a real good time (x3) Real good time (x2) We're all about a real good time (x3) Real good time People all over the world Are having big fun Turn us a loose (x3), ooh hoo If you want you can dance, dance, turn us a loose (x4) Ooga-boogie And if you don't believe I'm down Get down, get up, get on, get off Turn me loose on your dancefloor, yeah Ooga-boogie (x3) It's about big fun All about big fun Turn me a-loose |
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Funk upon a time
In the days of the Funkapus The concept of specially-designed Afronauts Capable of funkatizing galaxies Was first laid on man-child But was later repossessed And placed among the secrets of the pyramids Until a more positive attitude Towards this most sacred phenomenon, Clone Funk, Could be acquired (we want the funk, give up the funk) There in these terrestrial projects It would wait, along with its coinhabitants of kings and pharoahs Like sleeping beauties with a kiss That would release them to multiply In the image of the chosen one: Dr Funkenstein. And funk is its own reward. May I frighten you? |
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| 2. |
| 5:48 |
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Give Up The Funk
(Tear The Roof Off The Sucker) Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off the mother, sucker Tear the roof off the sucker You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! We're gonna turn this mother out You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going round Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) We gotta have that funk (x7) Ow, we want the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out) Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out) We gotta have that funk Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) We gotta have that funk We want the funk Give up the funk We need the funk We gotta have that funk La la la la la Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww! You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going down You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down There's a whole lot of rhythm going down Ow, we want the funk Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out {after 2nd & 3rd}) |
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| 3. |
| 5:37 |
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Chocolate City
Uh, what's happening CC? They still call it the White House But that's a temporary condition, too. Can you dig it, CC? To each his reach And if I don't cop, it ain't mine to have But I'll be reachin' for ya 'Cause I love ya, CC. Right on. There's a lot of chocolate cities, around We've got Newark, we've got Gary Somebody told me we got L.A. And we're working on Atlanta But you're the capital, CC Gainin' on ya! Get down Gainin' on ya! Movin' in and on ya Gainin' on ya! Can't you feel my breath, heh Gainin' on ya! All up around your neck, heh heh Hey, CC! They say your jivin' game, it can't be changed But on the positive side, You're my piece of the rock And I love you, CC. Can you dig it? Hey, uh, we didn't get our forty acres and a mule But we did get you, CC, heh, yeah Gainin' on ya Movin' in and around ya God bless CC and its vanilla suburbs Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! (heh!) Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! What's happening, blood? Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Yeah! What's happening, black? Brother black, blood even Yeah-ahh, just funnin' Gettin' down Ah, blood to blood Ah, players to ladies The last percentage count was eighty You don't need the bullet when you got the ballot Are you up for the downstroke, CC? Chocolate city Are you with me out there? And when they come to march on ya Tell 'em to make sure they got their James Brown pass And don't be surprised if Ali is in the White House Reverend Ike, Secretary of the Treasure Richard Pryor, Minister of Education Stevie Wonder, Secretary of FINE arts And Miss Aretha Franklin, the First Lady Are you out there, CC? A chocolate city is no dream It's my piece of the rock and I dig you, CC God bless Chocolate City and its (gainin' on ya!) vanilla suburbs Can y'all get to that? Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Easin' in Gainin' on ya! In yo' stuff Gainin' on ya! Huh, can't get enough Gainin' on ya! Gainin' on ya! Be mo' funk, be mo' funk Gainin' on ya! Can we funk you too Gainin' on ya! Right on, chocolate city! Yeah, get deep Real deep Heh Be mo' funk Mmmph, heh Get deep Bad Unh, heh Just got New York, I'm told |
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| 10:56 |
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Yo, this is mood control (yo-ho!)
Saying you might as well pay attention (this is mood control) You can't afford free speech (mood, mood, mood, someone's funking with the mood!) Mood control is designed to render funkable Ideas brought to you by the makers of Mr. Prolong Better known as Urge Overkill The pimping of the Pleasure Principle Oh, but we'll be pecking lightly Like a woodpecker with a headache 'Cause it's cheaper to funk Than it is to pay attention You dig? Huck-a-buck A-Lo and behold, someone's funking with the mood control When you're taking every kind of pill (deprogram, program) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill (peck me lightly like a woodpecker with a headache) When you're taking every kind of pill (Funk! The nonprofit organization) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill Where'd you get your funk from (where'd you get that funk from?) Heh! Name that feeling! Would you trade your funk for what's behind the third door? The big deal! Heads I win, tails you lose! How do you spell relief? Huck-a-buck, sucker! When you're taking every kind of pill (Ho! The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill When you're taking every kind of pill (You deserve a break today) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill (Have it your way) Where'd you get that funk from? (Ooh, who was that? ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohh ohh ohh) The salvation of inspiration is the motivation Fasten your safety belt While I take you face-to-face with the nosiest computer I know Where'd you get that funk from? When I count to ten I want you to jump up! Stay there! Oh, ho! But don't come down til I Flash the Light. You deserve a break today, have it your way Funk is not domestically produced. Ho! There's nothing that the proper attitude won't render...funkable. Where'd you get your funk from? Funktism! Hey! When you're taking every kind of pill (Mood control!) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill When you're taking every kind of pill (Urge overkill!) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill (yeah, ho!) Where'd you get that funk from? (Program) Where'd you get that funk from? (Deprogram) (And reprogram) ????? Heads I win, tails you lose (how do you spell relief?) Would you trade your funk...for this? (you deserve a break today) Or that? (have it your way) A funk a day keeps the nose away...ain't it true! I ain't gonna hold the lettuce, the pickles or the mustard (ha ha!) Yo! Step up and dance until I tell you to come down You deserve a break today, sucker! I'm gonna flash the light and flop the j, down again???? This is mood de-control Saying pay more attention For free speech is high finance possible funkability??? Ho, Let the funk begin! Do anybody have change for funk? Where'd you get your funk from? Oh yes, this is heavyweight funk Put up your dukes, haha! You want to funk around with me, oh! This is mood de-control, yo-ho! The home of the P.Funk, the Bomb Mind your wants 'cause there's someone that wants your mind When you're taking every kind of pill (The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill (How do you spell relief?) When you're taking every kind of pill (The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill) Nothing seems to ever cure your ill (whoa, this is the big pill) (yeah, ho!) Where'd you get that funk from? (there they go again, there they go again) (You might as well pay attention, free speech is too high) Where'd you get that funk from? (Huck-a-buck! Ho!) (You deserve a break today) (How do you spell relief?) Where'd you get that funk from? (Hey, wind me up!) Yeah! Take it to the bridge, hahaha Let's take it to the stoop??? This is mood control Funkentelechy (program,deprogram,reprogram) Funkentelechy (how's your funkentelechy) Funkentelechy (I got you back into turnaround) Funkentelechy (right now, so y'all space) Funkentelechy (heavyweight funk/hey ????!) Funkentelechy (rump to rump, we) Funkentelechy (shall get down) Funkentelechy Funkentelechy (how's your funk?) Funkentelechy (how's your funkentelechy?) How's your funk-en-te-lechy? How's your funk-entelechy? (x2) How's your funk-en-te-lechy? (When you're taking every kind of pill) How's your funk-entelechy? (Nothing ever seems to cure your ill) (x2) Where'd you get your funk from? (ho!) You're in the presence of your future You deserve a break today Have it your way I ain't gonna hold the lettuce, the pickles or the mustard A funk a day keep the Nose away Mind your wants 'cause someone wants your mind Funk is a non-profit organization Peck me lightly, like a woodpecker with a headache 'Cause funk is not domestically produced It is responsive to your mood You can score it any day On WEFUNK, we-funk, HO! Name that feeling, baby This is mood de-control Program, reprogram and deprogram Funkentelechy (how's your funkentelechy?) Funkentelechy (you might as well pay attention free speech is too high) Funkentelechy (we are specially programmed for your p's????) Funkentelechy (unfunky possibilities arrive for the makers of urge overkill) Funkentelechy (and not your funky funny bone) Funkentelechy (you deserve a break today so name that feeling) Funkentelechy (would you trade your funk for what's behind the third door) Funkentelechy (the big deal, heads I win, tails you lose) Funkentelechy (there's nothing that funk will not render funkable) Funkentelechy (this is mood decontrol, urge you to Funk On!) Funkentelechy (oh ho, how's your funk-en-tel-echy?) Funkentelechy (ideas brought to you by the makers of urge overkill) Do not respond This has been a test Ha ha ha ha ha! And once again the Pleasure Principle has been rescued With the aid of the funk (this is Mr. Prolong) How's your funk-en-te-lechy? (I have to leave early today, ha ha ha) And in doing so, (How's your funk-entelechy?) Freed the possibilities of funk beyond compare (How's your funk-entelechy?) Program, deprogram, reprogram (How's your funk-entelechy?) When you're taking every kind of pill (How do you spell relief) Nothing ever seems to cure your ill (You deserve a break today) When you're taking every kind of pill (ha ha ha ha) Nothing ever seems to cure your ill (have it your way, this is the doctor) When you're taking every kind of pill (saying, the bigger the headache, the bigger the pill) Nothing ever seems to cure your ill (what's happening?) Ha ha ha Sucker! How's your funk? How's your funk? (what's happening?) Funkentelechy (x2) Funkentelechy (I want you to stay up there until I tell you to come down) Funkentelechy (Check your funk pressure) Funkentelechy (fly on) Funkentelechy (ain't nothing but a party, baby) Funkentelechy How's your funk-entelechy? How's your funk-en-te-lech-why? How's your funk-entelechy? (Heads I win tails you lose!) |
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Theme From The Black Hole
A toast to the booty Feel that, do that For how else can you capture a boogie If you don't attack from the back To the rear, march! My name is the one Some people call me the funk Here's a toast to the boogie! Said my name is the one Some people call me the funk, oh! I'll toast to that! And when I find a vacant booty I move right in on the rump, ooh! I'm like a camel Humpin' to please I'm up to my hump in funk, yeah Here's a toast to the boogie! I've got jam in my knee And I'm ready to spread All around the world for the funk I'll toast to that! We don't cut in We just butt in So baby, may I have this dance? Here's a toast to the boogie! We'll dance to that Bottoms up! I'll toast to that Bottoms up! Ahhhh Here's a toast to the boogie We'll funk to that, bottoms up Oww, my name is the one Some people call me the funk Here's a toast to the boogie Said my name is the one Some people call me the funk I'll toast to that And when I find a vacant booty I move right in on the rump (move in on the rump) I'm like a camel Double-humpin' to please I am up to my hump in my funk Here's a toast to the boogie I've got jam in my knees And I'm ready to spread All around the world for the funk I am Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk (double-humpin' to please) And I will never dance (ahhhhhhhhh) Prepare to meet your end, Starchild For a tail is nothing but a long booty And this is a tale that I win in the end And I have pinned the tail on the funky And you shall dwell in the maze of the mule forever, Starchild Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss, Starchild! Ahh, hahahaha Humdrum, tweedle-dee-dee dum, Starchild! And I have made a jackass out of the funk, hahahahaha Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss I, Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk Shall never dance! Ah hahahahaha Yo ho, yourself, Starchild Where's your Flash Light? Where's your Bop Gun? Where's the Doctor, Starchild? Better tell him to come and make me a house call, Starchild! Haa! Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss |
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| 7:11 |
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Oooh-ooh ooh-ohh ooh-ooh-ooh (x3)
Ahhh La, la la la la la la Yo-ho! Say it to me (x6) |
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We are children of production
Produced in conjunction With the urgency of our Dr Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned The shortcomings of your condition So, we the Clones, were designed We're gonna blow the cobwebs out your mind We're a flawless testimony To the attainment of the P.Funk Endowed with conceivement of true groove We are deeper than abortion Deeper than the notion That the world was flat when it was round We're gonna blow the cobwebs out your mind (x2) We're a biological timebomb Exploding in a timezone And almost everyone is out of time We are children of production Produced in conjunction With the urgency of our Dr Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned The shortcomings of your condition So, we the Clones, were designed We're gonna blow the cobwebs out your mind We are deeper than abortion Deeper than the notion That the world was flat when it was round We're gonna blow the cobwebs out your mind (x2) |
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Flash Light
Now, I lay me down to sleep Ooh, I just can't find a beat Flash light (ohh, I will never dance!) Flash light Ha da da dee da hada hada da da Oh, it's no use! Flash light Red light Neon light Ooh, stop light Now I lay me down to sleep I guess I'll go count the sheep Oh, but I will never dance (oh, don't make me do it) (Dance, sucker! ooh ha ha!) (oww! Get him!) Most of all he needs the funk (shine it) Help him find the funk (ha, funk it!) Most of all he needs the funk Help him find the funk (get him) Most of all he needs the funk (I know we can get him) Help him find the funk (ho!) Most of all he needs the funk (ha, don't!) Help him find the funk (I know you will! Dance, sucker!) Most of all he needs the funk (Shine the spotlight on him!) Help him find the funk (Oh funk me!) Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (Dance, Nose! You know you on my funk street???) Oh, funk me! Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (get on down, Nose! I like it! Dance, then!) Flash light Flash light (oh ho ho!) Spot light Neon light (neon light) Street light (street light) Oh ho, ha ha! Everybody's got a little light under the sun Shinin' on the funk Most of all he need the funk Help him find the funk Most of all he need the funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Help him find the funk Ha da da dee da hada hada da da Oh Flash light (flash light, flash light) Flash light (oh, flash light) Spot light (spot light) Neon light (ooooh, neon light) Flash light (ooh, flash light ho!) Stop light (stop light) Now I lay me down to sleep I guess I'll go count the sheep Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (oh) Shake your funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Shake your funk (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) Shake your rump (Ha da da dee da hada hada da da) (ho!) I think I found the funk Flash light (flash light) Day light (day light) Spot light (spot light) Red light (ohhh, hooo, red light!) Everybody's got a little light under the sun Ha da da dee da hada hada da da (x7) Everybody's got a little light under the sun Under the sun (x9) |
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Ride On
Ooh, doin' the ride on Uhh, uhh, doin' the ride on Put a hump in your back Shake your sacroiliac And ride on Let's take a ride Ride on Baby do the ride on Mama do the ride on Ride on Doin' the ride on Ooh, oww doin' the ride on Ride on Baby do the ride on Mama do the ride on Ride on It ain't what you know, it's what you feel Don't worry about being right, just be for real We're gonna do it to the max, when we do it We're gonna do it, do it good, when we do it Put a hump in your back Shake your sacroiliac And ride on Let's take a ride Ride on Baby do the ride on Mama do the ride on Ride on It ain't what you know, it's what you feel Don't worry about being right, just be for real We're gonna do it to the max, when we do it We're gonna do it, do it good, when we do it Put a hump in your back Shake your sacroiliac And ride on Let's take a ride Ride on Baby do the ride on Mama do the ride on Ride on Ride on (put a hump in your back) Baby do the ride on (shake your sacroiliac) Mama do the ride on (let's take a ride) Ride on Ride on (It ain't what ya know) Baby do the ride on (it's what ya feel) Mama do the ride on (Don't worry about being right just be for real) Ride on Ride on Baby do the ride on Mama do the ride on Ride on |
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Look it here!
The Motor Booty where you shake your rump The Motor Booty where you funk (go demand it) The Motor Booty where you shake your rump The Motor Booty where you funk (Bomb squad!) The Motor Booty where you shake your rump The Motor Booty where you funk ([fire pistol hot!]?) The Motor Booty where you shake your rump The Motor Booty where you funk (put out water) The Motor Booty where they shake their rump The Motor Booty where they funk ? The Motor Booty where they shake their rump The Motor Booty where they funk (somebody's into the [swamp?]) The Motor Booty where they shake their rump The Motor Booty where you funk (AHHH WHOO! [Fire pistol hot]?) The Motor Booty where they shake their rump The Motor Booty where they funk (OWWWW!!! Put out water!) OH!, and that's how it goes in the land of no Nose, Star Child here, bringing you a bump-by-bump rundown at the Wide Wide World of Wiggles. Hey, ho! Rumpofsteelskin, he don't rust and he don't bend, He's got dynamite sticks by the megatons in his butt (Now you can dance the underwater down the Bimini road while some surf the undercurrents exclusively? I'm told) Rumpofsteelskin, he don't know that he can't win. (...where ice can be red hot and bodies can put out water) His motor-booty lady is never gonna blow us up (where thankin' and spankin' what you's makin' none what you want of) Hey-ya-eee Rump-ahh-ah-of ...steelskin (harmonious influence, as we are the Clones of Dr. Funkenstein) (Sayin' a hard head makes a soft...........) The motor booty where they shake their rump, the motor booty where they funk (...there ain't nothin' blowin' but the NOSE!) The motor booty where they shake their rump, (But that's how it goes in the Land of No-nose) the motor booty where they funk (?-) The motor booty where they shake their rump, the motor booty where they funk (Bomb squad!) The motor booty where they shake their rump, (OH!!) the motor booty where they funk ([fire pistol hot]?) (put out water) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in (x4) Rumpofsteelskin (x4) I'm ready for the race ? I've got a motor booty and I'm full of gas, baby! (Motor booty baby!) Let me blow your ?- - yeah, yeah baba bubba (Motor booty baby!) (Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind me up!) (Motor booty baby!) [repeat] HO!! and that's how it goes in the land of no nose so he was still -?-- body snatcher and anti-bodies can't stop us now Starchild here, sayin' demand you know, but chills and thangs, you don't have to pay no bills and thangs Blow nose! Well they'll be [waggin' lest you do behind them]? ...and like the blowfish said to the shark "Got anything from the hammerhead?" ?- OH! Motor booty baby! (x4) Rumpofsteelskin, he don't rust and he don't bend He's got dynamite sticks by the megatons in his butt Rumpofsteelskin, (yeah, it's kind of got a little future behind it) he don't know that he can't win his motorbooty lady is never gone blow us up Hey-eh-yeah Rumpah-ah-of steelskin! Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in (Whoah yeah!) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in ([Fire pistol hot!]?) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in ([Fire pistol hot!?) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in (Put out water!) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in ([Fire pistol hot!?) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' the skin he's in Hey-eh-yeah Rumpah-ah-of steelskin! YO! Rumpofsteelskin is a lump above the rest with [keen funk?] with the best Let's go wiggle it out SUCKER! Knock the funk off my shoulder! HO! Livin' and jivin' and diggin' and the skin he's in (bomb squad) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' and the skin he's in ([Fire pistol hot]?) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' and the skin he's in (Mmm mm put out water!) Livin' and jivin' and diggin' and the skin he's in (x3) |
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Oh oh, I'm -- man get off my foot, ha-ha! Said I 'mo take my shoes off (ha ha), and kick up my heels Just watch me ya'll, umm huh, Said I 'mo take my shoes off, and kick up my heels Now here I go, OK hah! I got some ground work to do (Let's go strollin') And I need a little support (On the dance floor) Heel and toe ? ? ?? (Let's go strollin') And just like the grinner I need just a little more foot, hah! Tryin' to put a size twelve foot In a size eight shoe (you know that won't do) It's like putting on a five dollar hat On a nickel head (It's about that hat rack) Now promenade and do-si-do Take your partner across the floor Foot stompin time! Heel and toe - sidesteppin'! HO! I 'mo take my shoes off (Got to take my shoes) And kick up my heels Hey watch me ya'll hear I go Hey I 'mo take my shoes off And kick up my heels Not with your smelly feet! See ya, BYE! Party time Step on it! Come on! Give up a dime! (LORD!) Cool! (COME ON!) Hey! It's Party time! Step on it! Come on! Give up a dime! Party time! Come on ya'll He's got more socks than the ogre there in the corner I believe it is, it's a toe jam Are you any kin to Dr. Scholl's You've got some funny looking toes You've got some funny looking toes (Where'd you get that toe from?) Are your toenails over-grown? Cause ya see I got ptomaine And I'm gonna turn it loose on the dance floor And I'm gonna spread my groove all over you I got a ??? big blue Heh, yeah I'm gonna take my shoes off (yeah!) I got to take my shoes off (yeah) (x 4) Party time! Step on it! Come on! Pick up a dime! Cool! Hey! It's party time! Step on it! Come on! Pick up a dime! Party time! Yo, High toe Silver, away! Lookin' for athletic feet This is a toe jam session (hahahah) I 'mo take my shoes off Oooh, oooooh-ooooooh, oohhhhhh (x6) I 'mo take my shoes off And kick up my heels (I've got to take my shoes off) Now watch it now, here I go. Here I go ya'll, look at me, haha I'm gonna take my shoes off and kick up my heels (I've got to take my shoes off) Oh no not this smelly feet I'm gonna take my shoes off (ho-ho) I've got to take my shoes off (yeahh, whooo-ooo) The Foot Stranger here, I'm looking for toe-jam Come on Pronto (yeah!) I'm gonna take my shoes off (Got to take my shoes off) To kick up my heels Now just watch me ya'll now, here I go, WHOAHH! Said I 'mo take my shoes off (Got to take my shoes off) Kick up my heels? (I got to take my shoes off) Come on Donny, Come on Donny! Yeahhhhh-woooooo! I'm gonna take my shoes off and kick up my heels (I 'mo take my shoes off) It's about that...................mo' better (I got to take my shoes off) (I 'mo take my shoes off) (I got to take my shoes off) Yeaaaaah-hooo! (I 'mo take my shoes off) I got my shoes off (I got to take my shoes off) I got my shoes off Said, I 'mo take my shoes off (hahahaha) |
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> Ooooh, hooo!
Hey, yeah Haaa I got to go Got to leave Something's missing That I need I need to find it Whatever it is That's burdening my mind I know mother will understand, yeah I know she knows that I'm still the same man They say bring up a child in the way he shall go And he shall not depart And I know when they said it, it turns my heart Hey, hey, hey, hoo Guy, guy guy guy guyeeee (x4) Don't worry Don't! Worry 'bout me (don't worry) I'm just funkin' around For fun When you see my mother Don't! Worry 'bout me (Tell her don't worry) I'm just funkin' around (ai, ai) For fun Ohhh, nothing could compare To my mother, nah, nah, nah, because I know she cared, yeah I got to find my own way around Hey, hey, I got to get down, yeah Guy, guy guy guy guyeeee (x4) Don't worry Don't! Worry 'bout me (don't worry) I'm just funkin' around For fun Don't worry Don't! Worry 'bout me I'm just funkin' around For fun When you see my mother Hey, if you have a chance to see my father, my brother Just tell 'em, that everything's all right Hey, anytime You find people assemble in the same place Funkin' around Everything's all right Hey, hey I don't think you heard me (coo coo ca choo) (say what) Heyy, whooo (coo coo ca choo) Owww, whooooaaa, aiiiii, hoooo! If you see my mother (when you see my mother) Tell her I'm all right Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun When you see my mother Tell her I'm all right I'm just funkin' around For fun When you see my mother Tell her I'm all right (tell her you saw me and everything's all right) I'm just funkin' around For fun Let's funk around Hey! Funk me, baby Let's funk around Hey If you see my mother Tell her I'm all right Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun Yeah, ah, ah, ah oohh! If you see my mother Tell her I'm all right Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun (x2) When you see my mother Tell her I'm all right Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun Having a good time I'm funking around for fun I'm having a good, good good time, yeah Playing my guitar Funking around for fun Giving up the P.Funk Ahh, the Bomb When you see my mother Tell her I'm all right (tell her everything's all right) Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun If you see my mother (tell her that I met a man called Dr. Funkenstein and everything's all right) Tell her I'm all right Tell her I'm all right Just funkin' around For fun If you see my mother Tell her I'm all right (the P.Funk) Tell her I'm all right (the bomb) Just funkin' around For fun Owwww!!! |
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