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If you will suck my soul
I will lick your funky emotions
(Hey baby, hey...had something last night...man, it was strange...it taste so good...it was some good stuff)

Do it again
Yeah
Hey baby
What's your thang?
What say we touch each other?
Mess around and get our thing goin' on
Yeah, ha, ha, ha!
Ohh, ohh
Whoa!
Yeah

Shucks!
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!

By the way, my name is Funk
I am not of your world
Hold still, baby, I won't do you no harm
I think I'll be good to you
Fly on
Hmm, hehhehheheh
Whoa

Lord!
Like I said, I won't do you no harm
I am Funkadelic
Dedicated to the feeling of good
And baby, I'm good at being good
Let me play with your emotions
For nothing is good unless you play with it
Yeah
Fly on
Fly on, baby

So...nasty!
I didn't make the rules
I follow them
And what's so nasty about funky music?
Heh, heh, feels good to me!
Lord!

Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!
(x4)

Whoa! Yeah!
Wait a minute
Do you feel that?
Lord
Lord, baby
Fly on
Fly on, baby

Let me kiss your mind
Hahha
Let me slide a yard of tongue down your throat
There's nothing wrong with that
Merely a kiss
Why is everyone afraid to say:
Kiss me baby! (make it?)
Whoa, yeah
Kiss me baby!

Kiss me
I like it like that
I like it like that
Owww!
Play with it, baby
Play with it
Play with your emotions
Go ahead, brother

Release all of those feelings
We don't need no words
Just feelings
Do it again brother, oh!
One more time, oh!
Yeah
Oh!

I recall when I left a little town in North Carolina
I tried to escape this music
I said it was for the old country folks
I went to New York
Got slick
Got my hair made, hehheheheh
I was cool, heh heh
I was cool
But I had no groove, hehheheh
No groove, no groove, no groove, no groove
I had no groove
But here it comes!
But now, fly on baby
Here it comes
Cuz I got it
Fly on baby
You got it
Dig
oh
Dig
(x6)
Dig, baby
You got it
You got it now
You got it
Fly on
Fly on sisters
Play on brothers

Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!
(x2)

Can you feel that baby
It's called Funkadelic music
It will blow your funky mind
Yeah!
(rolling on the one, tape's in motion)
If you will suck my soul   I will lick your funky emotions   (Hey baby, hey...had something last night...man, it was strange...it taste so good...it was some good stuff)      Do it again   Yeah   Hey baby   What's your thang?   What say we touch each other?   Mess around and get our thing goin' on   Yeah, ha, ha, ha!   Ohh, ohh   Whoa!   Yeah      Shucks!   Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!      By the way, my name is Funk   I am not of your world   Hold still, baby, I won't do you no harm   I think I'll be good to you   Fly on   Hmm, hehhehheheh   Whoa      Lord!   Like I said, I won't do you no harm   I am Funkadelic   Dedicated to the feeling of good   And baby, I'm good at being good   Let me play with your emotions   For nothing is good unless you play with it   Yeah   Fly on   Fly on, baby      So...nasty!   I didn't make the rules   I follow them   And what's so nasty about funky music?   Heh, heh, feels good to me!   Lord!      Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!   (x4)      Whoa! Yeah!   Wait a minute   Do you feel that?   Lord   Lord, baby   Fly on   Fly on, baby      Let me kiss your mind   Hahha   Let me slide a yard of tongue down your throat   There's nothing wrong with that   Merely a kiss   Why is everyone afraid to say:   Kiss me baby! (make it?)   Whoa, yeah   Kiss me baby!      Kiss me   I like it like that   I like it like that   Owww!   Play with it, baby   Play with it   Play with your emotions   Go ahead, brother      Release all of those feelings   We don't need no words   Just feelings   Do it again brother, oh!   One more time, oh!   Yeah   Oh!      I recall when I left a little town in North Carolina   I tried to escape this music   I said it was for the old country folks   I went to New York   Got slick   Got my hair made, hehheheheh   I was cool, heh heh   I was cool   But I had no groove, hehheheh   No groove, no groove, no groove, no groove   I had no groove   But here it comes!   But now, fly on baby   Here it comes   Cuz I got it   Fly on baby   You got it   Dig   oh   Dig   (x6)   Dig, baby   You got it   You got it now   You got it   Fly on   Fly on sisters   Play on brothers      Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba ba   Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!   (x2)      Can you feel that baby   It's called Funkadelic music   It will blow your funky mind   Yeah!   (rolling on the one, tape's in motion)