Hey baby, be my dog, ooh
Alice in my fantasies, uh,
Good evening, boys and girls
Welcome to another evening of
"I hate
You came along just in time, my love
Self pity had
Balance is my thing, the sun don't
Snow, wind and rain
We're just a biological speculation
Sittin' here, vibratin'
And we don't know
I once had a life or rather
Life had me I
This old heart couldn't stand the strain
This old heart couldn't
I was strung out on Bach
And Beethoven was my thing
I
Comin' round the mountain when she comes
Ridin' two white horses
Hi there
You probably don't remember me, right?
Ah-ha, but I remember
Our father which art on Wall Street
Honored be thy buck
Thy
Our mothers and our fathers, they had lives to live
Oh,
Move it, move it, move it, soldier
This is Uncle Jam's
Yeah, gotta be, gotta be freak of the week
Ooh, gotta
Bootsy, Sly, Funkadelic, oh, these?
As is
(That's that?)
It's a funk attack,
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