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 mind was up now baby But my kept talking What the hell am I do, do
I how the hell did they get there, baby How the hell did get there, baby
I met this called Carrie She kinda smoked those long French (know what I mean boys) She to get me upset By saying silly 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 did they get there, baby How the did they I say how the did they How the hell did they get there, on, keep it up
Um, No hard 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, on Gimme some groove thing Groove
Horns,
Oh try tender, ah oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
was made up now baby But my mouth kept the hell am I gonna do, do
I said how the did they get there, baby How the hell did they get there, The hell did I said how the 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 how the hell did they, I how the hell did they, Get there