Baby, baby, come on it up
I myself at the drugstore, Baby rapping my funky friends Shed tears of joy for a of sadness, ah ah
My mind was made up now But my kept talking What the am I gonna do, do
I said how the hell did get there, baby How the hell did they get there,
I met thing called Carrie She kinda smoked long French cigarettes (know what I mean boys) She tried to get me By saying silly little
My was made up now baby But my mouth kept The am I gonna do, do
I said how the hell did get there, baby How the hell did they get there, How the did they I say how the hell did How the hell did they get there, Come on, it up
Um, No matter I try, try, try, try Yes, I was Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Try a tenderness, on try, A little tenderness Same Makes you do Makes you do right, yeah, yeah, baby, Come on Gimme some groove Groove
Horns,
Oh try tender, ah oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Mind was made up now But my mouth talking the hell am I gonna do, do
I said how the hell did they get there, How the did they get there, baby The hell did I how the hell did they How the hell did they get there, Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, Get baby, Baby, Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, Get baby, Baby, baby, How the hell did I said how the did they, I how the hell did they, Get there