Baby, baby, on keep it up
I found at the drugstore, rapping with my funky friends Shed of joy for a soul of sadness, ah ah
My was made up now baby But my mouth kept What the hell am I do, do
I how the hell did they get there, baby How the hell did they get there,
I met this thing Carrie She kinda smoked those long French (know what I mean boys) She tried to get me By saying little things
My mind was made up now But my kept talking The am I gonna do, do
I how the hell did they get there, baby How the hell did get there, baby How the hell did I say how the hell did How the did they get there, baby 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 you do wrong 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 up now baby But my kept talking What the am I gonna do, do
I said how the hell did get there, baby How the did they get there, baby The hell did I said how the hell did 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 how the hell did they, I how the hell did they, Get there