Terence Blanchard

If I were human being
I'd go straight for New Oleans
And I'd blow this horn so hot and strong like no one ever seen
We heard of Louis Armstrong, Mr. Sydney Burshade;
All those boys gonna step aside when they hear that song that gator playin',
Listen

When I'm human, as I hope to be
I'm gonna blow this horn til the cows come home and everyone's gonna bow down to me
Thank you,thank you
*Mwah* *Mwah*
Aw thank you
I love you too baby

When I'm myself again I want just the life I had
A great big party every night
That doesn't sound too bad

A red head on my left arm, a brunette on my right
A blonde or two to hold the candles, that seems just about, eh Louis?

Life is short when you're done you're done
We're ong this earth to have some fun
And thats the way things are
(Tell it brother)

When I'm human, and I'm gonna be
I'm gonna tare it up like I did before
and thats a royal garentee

Your modesty becomes you and your sense of responsibilty
I worked hard for everything I've got and thats the way its supposed to be

When I'm a human being, at least I'll act like one
If you do your best each and everyday, good things are sure to come your way

What you give is what you get
My daddy said that and I'll never forget
And I commend it to you

When we're human, and we're gonna be
I'm gonna blow my horn

I'm gonna live the high life

I'm gonna do my best to take my place in the sun...

When...
We're...
Human...

Cool Jerk,Cool Jerk,Cool Jerk,Cool Jerk
We know a cat who can really do the Cool Jerk
We know a cat who can really do the Cool Jerk
Well, this cat they talkin' about,

I wonder who could it be?
Cause I know I'm the heaviest cat,
The heaviest cat you ever did see
When they see me walkin' down the street (1)
When the fellas want to speak
On their faces they wear silly smirks
Cause they know I'm the king of the Cool Jerks

OOOOH Cool Jerk,Cool Jerk,Cool Jerk ,ha ha ha
Look at them guys lookin' at me like I'm a fool
But aww, deep down inside they know I'm cool
I said now, I said now, the moment of truth has finally come
When I have to show you some , some of that Cool Jerk

Now, give me alittle drums by himself,there
Now give me alittle bit a bass with those 88's

Awwwww You're cookin' baby
Ummm You're smokin'
UmmmmUmmmmmUmmmm
Now everybody, I wanna hear you all

Awwww, Can you do it,can you do it ,can you do it
can you do it ,can you do it, can you do it,can you do it,
can you do it

Cool Jerk, come on people

repeat (2)

Come on people
Can you do it now
Come on people

(Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My baby
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop)

Hello stranger
(oooo)
It seems so good to see you back again
how long has it been?
(oooo
seems like a mighty long time
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My Baby
oooo)
It seems like a mighty long time

OOO-OOO
Ahhh My my my my- I'm
so glad
(oooo)
you stopped by to say hello to me
remember-ah that's the way it used to be
oooo
it seems like a mighty long time
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My Baby
oooo
it seems like a mighty long time

(Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My baby
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop)

OOOO-OOOO-OOOO
Ahh yes I'm so glad
you're here again

OOOO-OOO-OOO-OOO
If you're not gonna stay
Please don't tease me
like you did before
because I still love you so
although
it seems like a mightly long time
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My baby oooo
It seems like a mighty long time

(Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My baby
Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop)
ooo my my my my
i'm so happy
that you're here...

I can't turn you loose

[Huh]I cant turn you loose now
If I do I'm gonna loose my life
[Ooh]I can't turn you loose now
If I do I'm gonna loose my life
I can't turn you loose to nobody
I love you baby, yes I do
Give shakin' mama, I told ya
I'm in love with only you
[Gotta] Baby do it baby why don't ya
I'll give ya everything you want

Gotta, gotta
Keep on holdin on
Never gonna turn you loose
I can't turn you loose
Gotta gotta Keep on holdin on

I cant turn you loose now
I'm in love with the prettiest thing
I never, never turn you loose now
Because of all the sweet love she brings
I can't turn you loose to nobody
I love you baby, yes I do
Give shaking mama,
I told ya I'm in love with only you
Gotta, do it baby why don't ya
I'll give ya everything you want

Gotta gotta
Keep on holdin on
Never gonna turn you loose
I can't turn you loose
Gotta keep a grip on you
Gotta gotta keep on holdin on

[I know you think I'm gonna stop now
but we ain't gonna stop it now
one more time}

Gotta gotta
keep on holdin on
Never gonna turn you loose
I can't turn you loose
Gotta gotta keep on holdin on

Gotta gotta
keep on holdin on
Never gonna turn you loose
I can't turn you loose
Gotta gotta Keep on holdin on

Everybody want it
Everybody can have it
Gotta, gotta Gotta, gotta S
oo, soo Hold on,
I'm comin
Gotta, gotta, gotta
Get a grip
Can't turn you loose
Hold on, I'm comin
Gotta, gotta, gotta
Get a grip
Can't turn you loose
Hold on, I'm comin
Hold on, I'm comin
Gotta get a grip on you baby
Gotta, gotta gotta
Gotta, gotta gotta
We're groovin, groovin

Gotta gotta
keep on holdin on
Never gonna turn you loose
I can't turn you loose
Gotta gotta
Keep on holdin on
Gotta get a grip
Can't turn you loose

I don't want to lose you, this good thing
that I got 'cause if I do
I will surely,
surely lose a lot.
'Cause your love is better
than any love I know.
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

I'm not superstitious about ya
but I can't take no chance.
I got me spinnin', baby,
you know I'm in a trance.
'Cause your love is better
than any love I know.
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

It's no secret about it,
that woman is my loving cup
'cause she sees to it
that I get enough.
Just one touch from here,
you know it means so much.
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

You better knock, knock, knock on wood ...

I'm all alone and fancy free

But that ain't the way I wanna be

Now girls get your game up tight

We're gonna have a wing, ding doodle tonight

But right now



I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

(howl)



Tonight the skys the limit

I got some money and I wanna spend it

It's saturday night and I wanna play

I'm gonna groove til the break of day

Now look a here





I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

(howl)



Got a brand new pin stripe suit of clothes

Big wide polka-dot tie

Cuff links as big as J-bird Eggs

And look at that shoes made out of Alligator hide

Well say something else here

I'm ripe and ready and hot to trot

(Boy you on Fire)

Girl you can get everything I got

(He'll take it too)

I got got the money if got the time

(we open all night)

All you gotta do is gimme a sign

Lookee hear





I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

(howl)



I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

(howl)



I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

I'm looking for a fox

(howl)



You know something Mac? You Can Sing man





Lookin for a fox

Lookin for a fox (I'm on fire)

Lookin for a fox (call out the dogs)

Lookin fr a fox (I hope you find one)

Sweet Soul Music
Arthur Conley

Do you like good music
That sweet soul music
Just as long as it's swingin'
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Out here on the floor now
We're going to a go go
Ah dancin to the music
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Spotlight on Lou Rawls y'all
Ah don't he look tall y'all
Singin' loves a hurtin' thing now
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Spotlight on Sam and Dave now
Ah don't they look boss y'all
Singin' hold on I'm comin'
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Spotlight on Wilson Pickett
That wicked picket Pickett
Singin Mustang Sally
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Spotlight on Otis Redding now
Singing fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Spotlight on James Brown now
He's the king of them all, y'all
He's the king of them all, y'all
Oh yeah, oh yeah

> Tighten Up
Archie Bell and the Drells

Hi everybody. I'm Archie Drell and the Drells from Houston, Texas. We don't
only sing but we dance just as good as we walk. In Houston we just started a
new dance called the Tighten Up. This is the music we tighten up to.

First tighten up on the drums. Come on now drummer. I want you to tighten
it up for me now. oh yeah
Tighten up on that bass now. Tighten it up. ha ha Yeah
Now let that guitar fall in. Oh yeah
Tighten up on that organ now.

Ya, do the tighten up. Yeah now.
I said if you can do it now,
It sure would be tough.

Now look here. Come on now. Make it mellow.
Let's tighten up now. Do the tighten up.
Everybody can do it now. So let's do it.
We're gonna tighten up. Let's do the tighten up.
You can do it now. So baby get to it.

Let's do your left now. Let's do your right.
You can do it. But don'tcha just do it light.
Come on and tighten up. Tighten it up now.

Come on now drum. Tighten it up.
Tighten up that bass. Oh yeah
Now look here. I want that guitar to fall in on that.
Tighten it up now. Oh yeah
Now tighten it up organ.
There everybody, tighten it up.

Now look here. We gonna make it mellow for ya now.
We gonna make it mellow now.
Tighten up. You can tighten up.

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Written By DUPRI, JERMAINE/LOWE, CARLTON LEWIS/BELL, RICK
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Tramp!
What you call me?
Tramp.
You didn't!
You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats.
Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover.
Matter of opinion.
That's all right, Mama was. Papa too. And I'm the only child. Lovin' is all I know to do.
You know what, Otis?
What?
You're country.
That's all right.
You straight from the Georgia woods.
That's good.
You know what? You wear overalls, and big old brogan shoes, and you need a haircut, Tramp.
Haircut? Woman, you foolin'...ooh...I'm a lover. Mama was. Grandmama, Papa too. Boogaloo. All that stuff. And I'm the only son-of-a-gun this side of the Sun. Tramp!
You know what, Otis? I don't care what you say, you're still a tramp.
What?
That's right. You haven't even got a fat bankroll in your pocket. You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang, ooooooohhh...I'm a lover. Mama was. Papa too. I tell you one thing.
Well tell me.
I'm the only son-of-a-gun this side of the Sun.
You're a tramp, Otis.
No I'm not.
I don't care what you say, you're still a tramp.
What's wrong with that?
Look here. You ain't got no money.
I got everything.
You can't buy me all those minks and sables and all that stuff I want.
I can buy you minks, rats, frogs, squirrels, rabbits, ...anything you want, Woman.
Look, you can go out in the Georgia woods and find them, Baby.
Oh, you foolin'.
You're still a tramp.
That's all right.
You a tramp, Otis. You just a tramp.
That's all right.
You we

Some people are made of plastic
And you know some people are made of wood
Some people have hearts of stone
Some people are up to no good
But baby I'm for real
I'm as real as real can get
If what you're looking for is real loving
Then what you see is what you get

What you see is what you get
What you see is what you get
I said what you see is what you get now baby

And the real thing is the best thing yet
You know some people
Are made of lies to bring you down
And shame your name
But baby, I have good intentions
Cause breaking hearts just ain't my game
All I want to do is love you
And sugar I won't pin you with regret
If what you're looking for is real loving
Then what you see is what you get

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah... what's happpening New York City?
It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight
("Don't fuck with Ghost, you'll feel sorry")
Nahwhatimean? We about to get it popping, let's go!
Yo! Yo!

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Tell your crew to be easy, niggaz run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay

[Ghostface Killah]
Get your nose blowned off by the fifth, uh
You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh
Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh
That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh
You be fronting like you got a bunch of chicks, uh
You be at home, nigga, beating your dick, uh
I'm in the club with the chipped up wrist, uh
You at the bar, whoadie, drinkin' my piss, uh
The yellow shit, and the bottle ain't Crys', son
You turned your muthafuckin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
You just mad cause I'm hittin' your sister
You in the other room, huh, you couldn't sleep, uh
Pop a lotta shit without that liquor, yup
We mind seat up, so take our picture
I'm like the boogeyman, nigga, I'll get ya
Whether now or later, afterlife, or switcher

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, oh shit, aiyo Tone hurry up and get 'em, nigga
You knowhatimean, it's about to pop off!
Ya'll niggaz clear the fucking floor
Get the fuck out the way, come on!

[Chorus]

[Trife Da God] (Ghostface Killah) {both}
Yo, it's Tone in the building (the teams in the building)
Niggaz wanna beef {what up, what up, what up}
We packed to the ceiling (we constantly chilling)
We can cause {we could, we shoot, we slice, we cut}

[Ghostface Killah]
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yea, now
Yes, my birthday, landed in nay, now
Peace to Dirt Dog, I'm back like deja vu
Leave your girl around me, I will bag your boo
Ahh, you bitch niggaz better listen up
Anybody front, paramedics gonna pick 'em up
They try to save you, sware to God, I hit the nurse up
Like "Nah, doc, he look better in a herse truck"
I tried to ignore it, his people saw it
I ain't the type of dude you go to war with
My polo gun yo, will crack the floor shit
When the heat's on, you know I draw it
I had his number down, Toney just called it

[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga!
Staten Island, yo Theodore! What's the deal
Slap me one of the ratchets, I'm about to go in! Yo!

[Chorus]

[Ghostface Killah]
Gotta get that cheese, gotta pimp that V
Gotta burn those leaves, and uh
Pretty Tone make the girls say please
Daddy work that d, put it in and be eas' and uh
So what, come on, now some of y'all people
Might know me from my wallabies
Pretty bitches got my number, y'all can dial me
I stick it up like an iced cake robbery
And when I'm done, y'all can finger nail file me
Floss the ill robes since Criminology
Supreme Clientele, put the world on top of me
Yo babe, hurry up, with those collard greens
I represent S.I., ain't as wild as me
They lousy, I'm phat like a pound of cheeba weed brownies
Tone got the powder squeeze, don't surround me
Quick to pick a honey up, shit, the flow's Bounty
Ya'll can just crown me!

[Outro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, that's right
I like to thank y'all for coming out tonight
How y'all like that shit? Youknowhatimean?
You really run New York
This is that Theodore shit, muthafucker!