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