Drop the bass!
(do you like that? )
Shipped out on of knees
Her old man thinks youre a social disease
Dog p***** on the floor left a stain
Your old ladys daddy driving you insane
She stopped taking the pill
Then left you sued you for a mil
Youve got your problems, boy so d*** great
Cant find a good wife cant find a good job
Cant find the keys to my car
I lost my dog I lost my brain
I lost my girl to a big movie star (whatever)
Now Im standing at the crossroads trying to find my way home
But the truth is baby Im so
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Sometimes Id just
Chorus:
Like to jump in and get me some funky
When push comes to shove
You talk too much and way too rough
How bout we both shut up and lets make love
Im home hangin, the walls bangin
Its the neighbor next door
Theyre talking trashy or doing the nasty
They keep me up until four
So they keep on going more and more
I hear and said "lord, Im half crazy"
I gotta get me some of that
In and out, and in and out,and in and out
Chorus
When the clothes start flying
Theres no denying
Gonna get some funky
Good, good funky
Your blood starts pumpin
Baby start somethin
Here oh right here, right here baby
Oh give me a little bit of loving
Solo
Its all so simple
Ill bring the ripple
Whats your state of mind?
How bout we drink, get drunk
<or b*** into a big flesh pie? ? ? >
Chorus
Alt chorus
? ? ? ? ?
? ? ? ? ?
When push comes to shove
Skip your lip and all the politics
How bout we both shut up and lets make love
It would sound like this....
Stop!
(do you like that? )
Shipped out on of knees
Her old man thinks youre a social disease
Dog p***** on the floor left a stain
Your old ladys daddy driving you insane
She stopped taking the pill
Then left you sued you for a mil
Youve got your problems, boy so d*** great
Cant find a good wife cant find a good job
Cant find the keys to my car
I lost my dog I lost my brain
I lost my girl to a big movie star (whatever)
Now Im standing at the crossroads trying to find my way home
But the truth is baby Im so
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Sometimes Id just
Chorus:
Like to jump in and get me some funky
When push comes to shove
You talk too much and way too rough
How bout we both shut up and lets make love
Im home hangin, the walls bangin
Its the neighbor next door
Theyre talking trashy or doing the nasty
They keep me up until four
So they keep on going more and more
I hear and said "lord, Im half crazy"
I gotta get me some of that
In and out, and in and out,and in and out
Chorus
When the clothes start flying
Theres no denying
Gonna get some funky
Good, good funky
Your blood starts pumpin
Baby start somethin
Here oh right here, right here baby
Oh give me a little bit of loving
Solo
Its all so simple
Ill bring the ripple
Whats your state of mind?
How bout we drink, get drunk
<or b*** into a big flesh pie? ? ? >
Chorus
Alt chorus
? ? ? ? ?
? ? ? ? ?
When push comes to shove
Skip your lip and all the politics
How bout we both shut up and lets make love
It would sound like this....
Stop!