- James Brown Lyrics - Talking Loud And Saying Nothing Like a dull knife Just ain't cutting Just talking loud Then saying nothing Just saying nothing Just saying nothing You can't tell me How to run my life down You can't tell me How to keep my business sound You can't tell me What I'm doing wrong When you keep driving and Singing that same old money song You can't tell me Which way to go Cause three times seven And then some more You can't tell me, hey You're like a dull knife Just ain't cutting You're just talking loud And saying nothing Just saying nothing Just saying nothing Don't tell me How to do my thing When you can't, can't Can't do your own Dont tell me how to be a boy When, when you know I'm grown Can't use me like a woman Woman throws away her dress And you can't tell me, hey How to use my mess You're like a dull knife Jack, you just ain't cutting You're just talking loud Then saying nothing Just saying nothing And saying nothing Shape up your bag Don't worry bout mine My thing together And a doing fine Good luck to you Just allow you're wrong Then keep on singing that Same old money song Then keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money, oww I got to, I want yo I musta, I got to Ashes ashes and a dust to dust I musta, jump on back I'm doing a, my hands I say I will, the point Is too dark to fill You say I cant You're phony, you're phony I said, I said, you're phony... --- Get On The Good Foot Can't pass the people Can't pass the, hit me Ooh, get on down I wanna get on the good foot The good foot I gotta get on the good foot Going down to the crib Let it all hang out Where soulful people Know what it's about Going down to the crib Let it all hang out Where soulful people Knows what it's about Where people give a sign And take your hand And dancing to the music Of the James Brown Band They're dancing on the good foot I gotta get on the good foot I gotta do it on the good foot Do it with your good foot I said the long-haired hippies And the Afro blacks Can all get together Across the tracks And they party On the good foot You know they dance On the good foot Dance on the good foot Ain't nothin' going on But the rent A whole lotta bills And my money spent And that's on my bad foot You know my face Is getting short and I got the blues I got a funky job And I pay my dues On the good foot On the good foot I gotta get on the good foot Hey on the good foot Get on the good foot Drummer now Hit it there You gotta hit it Get it, shuffle down Come on, get it On the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot Bass, bass Hit it there Hit it there Stop the bass Play on it now Come on, get it Get it Get on the good foot I gotta get on the good foot Get on the good foot Take that business, sister I'm your fella --- King Heroin Ladies and gentlemen Fellow Americans Lady Americans This is James Brown I wanna talk to you about One of our most deadly killers In the country today I had a dream the other night And I was sitting in my livin room I dozed off to sleep So I start to dreaming I dream I walked in a place and Saw a real strange, weird object Standing up talking to the people And I found out it was heroin That deadly drug that go in your vein He said, I came to this Country without a passport Ever since then, I been Hunted and sought My little white grains are nothing But waste, salt and deadly And bitter to taste But I'm a world of powerful And although it's true Use me once and you'll know it too I can make a mere School boy forget his books I can make a world famous beauty Neglect her looks I can make a good man Forsake his wife Send a greedy man to prison For the rest of his life I can make a man forsake His country and flag Make a girl sell her body For a five dollar bag Some think my adventures And joy are a thriller But I put a gun in your hand And make you a killer In cellophane bags I found my way to heads of state To children at play I finance in China, ran in Japan I'm respected in Turkey And I'm legal in Siam I take my addicts and make em Steal, borrow, beg and Then they search for a vein In their arm or their leg So be you Italian Jewish, Black or Mex I can make the most virile Of men forget their sex So now, so now, my man You must do your best To keep up your habit Until your arrest Now the police have taken you From under my wing Do you think they dare defy me I, who am king Now, you must lie In that county jail Where I can't get to you By a visit or mail So squirm with discomfort Wiggle and cough Six days of madness, ha And you might throw me off Curse me a name Defy me in speech But you'd pick me up right now If I were in your reach All through your center You've become a czar to your fate Fear not, young man and woman I'll be waiting at the gate and Don't be afraid, don't run I'll not chase Sure, my name is heroin You'll be back for a taste Behold, you're hooked Your foot is in the stirrup And make haste, mount the Steed and ride him well For the white horse of heroin Will ride you to hell To hell, will ride you to hell Until you are dead Dead, brother, dead This is a revelation of mine Get your mind together and Get away from drugs That's a man --- Licking Stick Oh, mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick People standing Standing in a trance Sister out in the backyard Doing her out of sight dance Come telling me the other day She didn't wanna be a drag I dont know what she's doing I think she's got a brand new bag Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Now, lookie here Junior don't kill me With his laser strokes When he take his feet Right off the ground Doing the mashed potatos Then he began to slide Caught himself doing The James Brown Sister says the dance She's doing is the latest thing People now, begin to talk She jumped back in That soulful stride, baby Now she's doing the camel walk Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And give me that licking stick Get outta here with your bad self Ha, one more time Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Missie, oh, alright Bring your licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Oh, licking stick, licking stick Licking stick Bobby, I like it when it's on You wanna try it one more time (One more time) licking stick Licking stick, wait a minute People, people Let me hear you I don't profess to be no teacher These are my latest outlooks She's got to get herself Back in the mathematic books Do you hear me now, all right I wanna tell you one more time I wanna tell you one more time I wanna tell you one more time Junior don't kill me With his, with his laser strokes When he take his Off the ground Doing the mashed potato Out there on the floor Sometimes he thinks He's doing the James Brown Sister says the dance you're Doing is the latest thing People now, begin to talk She jumped back in That soulful stride Jumped back, do the camel walk Come on, ha, come on, come on Come on, come on, yeah Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, mama, mama, whoa Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick, hey And bring me that licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick, whoa Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick --- Reality Salvation, inflation Depression and recession Facing you whether it's in Your home or on your corner Don't let your separate beliefs Let a lot of people starve Orginization Reality, Godfather Sing it, James Brown Reality is the thing for me Reality is the thing for me Yeah, yeah Reality, reality Reality, Godfather Sing it, James Brown I can't be myself When I know I'm not Doing no one else Nobody Everybody wanna go to Heaven Nobody wants to die, yeah Sing it, James Brown Nobody wants to walk Everybody wants to fly Sing it, James Brown Can't get no reservation You've got starvation Cause that's reality Reality is the thing for me Now let me read something to you This is taken from the S&S Use to be called Shakespeare But we call it the Streets of starvation In the world of exactness ??? totally out You can jive, pride, and bull Fool yourself but not the people But if you wanna achieve a Beautiful lifelong dream You gotta set your head In the right direction You gotta deal with reality Almighty reality Reality is the thing for me, yeah Reality, give me reality Reality, I'll lie but you might Not wanna hear what I tell you Reality is the thing for me Reality is the thing for me....... --- There Was A Time Uhh, lookie here, ha There was a day, ha There was a time, ha When I used to dance, ha There was a time, ha When I used to prance But dig me now, baby, ha Don't worry bout later Dig the dance I used to do They call the mashed potatos, hey Uhh, ha, uhh There was a dance Now dig this, ha There was a dance, ha They call the jerk Everybody relax And watch me work, oww Ha, in my home town Where I used to stay The name of the place, ha Is Augusta, GA Down there We have a good time We don't talk, ha We all get together Any type of weather Then we do the camel walk, oww Lookie here, dig this Now there was a dance That I used to do The name of the dance, ha They call the boogaloo I may not do the dance As well as you, ha But baby, you can Bet your bottom dollar You'll never hear me holler I'll do the best That I can do, oh Uhh, lookie here, feeling good There was a time Sometime I danced Lookie here Sometimes I danced Sometimes I clown But you can bet you Haven't seen nothing yet Until you've seen me do The James Brown, ow --- Cold Sweat I don't care about your past I just want our love to last I don't care, darling About your faults I just want to satisfy Your pulse, ohh When you kiss me When you miss me Hold my hand Make me understand I break out in a cold sweat Ho, uhh, oh I don't care about your wants I just wanna tell you About the does and donts I don't care about the way You treat me darling I just want to Understand me, honey, oh When you kiss me And you miss me You hold me tight Make everything all right I break out in a cold sweat Mercy on me Come on now, brother Put it, put it Where it's at now Aww, let me have it --- Down And Out In New York City I was born in New York City on a Monday I was out shining shoes By Tuesday noon All the bad cats in the bad hats Doing me a real big favor Got the bad cats in the bad hats Laying it on real good Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy When the cold wind comes It lives in New York City And the street's no place to be But there you are So you try hard or you die hard No one really gives a good damn You try hard and you die hard Nobody gives a damn Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy Down and out in New York City Ain't nowhere to be Where can you do when you're Down and out in New York City Never, never, never Gonna get that way again No, no, no, no, no, not me When you need a friend Need to have a When you want a friend Gonna get myself together In the morning Gonna leave it all I want that dream All the bad cats in the bad hats Doing me a real big favor Got the bad cats in the bad hats Laying it on real good Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy Gimme a shine, boy Gimme a shine, hey Down and out in New York City Ain't nowhere to be Where can you do when you're Down and out in New York City Said I'm never, never, never Gonna get that way again No, no, no, no, not me When you need a friend Troubled mind When you need a friend Got a troubled mind Ain't nobody gonna Give you one thin dime Friends can be cruel sometimes Can be sweet but what What bugs a man, what hurts a man Is when you give him a drink Just can't get nothing to eat That's New York City That's New York City New York City One-hundred and twenty-five street The bricks, Eight Avenue --- Escape-ism I gotta kick this thing off (yeah) Can I kick it off (yeah) One, two, three, four Ain't it good to you It's good to you It's good to you Now you can lose your thing Out there running around I was talking to a Cat the other night He said what everybody Is looking for What everybody's looking for today They're looking for escape-ism Ain't it good to you You know what, I love To get down, Jack And when I get down You understand, I don't have To go into no funny bag (mumbling) say, that alcohol I can't, you understand That's the way I feel You know, I believe I'll Get down right about here Byrd, if I get down You know Byrd, Byrd's gotta Byrd's gotta, I mean Byrd's gotta out of Sight tune coming up We gotta record for him Right here, you know So were trying to get Our thing out of the way Before Byrd can get into it Byrd, can we get on Before we, is it all right Byrd, do you think it's Gonna be a hit, Byrd (Yeah, I think it's Going to be a hit) You think it's gonna be a hit (A smash) I know it's a smash I know it's a smash Cause you're in the thing, man You're saying where it's at You know it's gotta be a hit You ready, Byrd Get down Ain't it good to you Ain't it good to you Ain't it good to you Ha ha ha Lookie here What you say, Fred (Man, you know, you better Take it on the lam) Better watch the man I don't think they heard What you say, Fred I said, we better Take it on the lam) You better watch the man Byrd, come over here, brother Let me tell you something You think we're talking too loud (Make that fuss) I ain't got no dust I don't have to Take it on the lam (Better watch that man) Huh (Better watch that man) Watch him, yeah, all right You're right, yeah, yeah Coming from some funny places What you say, bro (What's happening, Brown) Trying to get down Well, you know, look here We can't help it (Right, right on) It ain't no alcohol Man, I dont dig it What you say, uh, Jasaan (Don't be so mean) You know I'm clean --- Funky Drummer Come back, cover Shades, good God It's a raid Cut off the lights And call the law Cut off the lights And call the law Standing over there The devil's on his way Call the law Call the law The devil's on his way Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Make me sweat Still good It's still good Still good It's still good Turn over Turn over Turn over Take me in the chain Take me in the chain Take me in the chain Tall women Is all I need Tall women Is what I want One more time I wanna give the drummer Some of this funky soul We got here You don't have to do No song, brother Just keep what you got Don't turn it loose Cause it's a mother When I count to four I want everybody to lay off Let the drummer go When I count to four I want you to come back in I got to holler I said it's in my feet Feels so sweet It's in my shake, good God About to work me to death It's in my shake About to work me to death It's in my shake I'm about to blow I'm about to blow One, two, three, four Get it Ain't it funky Ain't it funky Ain't it funky Ain't it funky One, two, three, four --- Funky President Funkytown, nasty (Hey, listen to the man) Yeah, I'm the Godfather (baby) People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people We got to get over Before we go under Hey, country Didn't say what you meant Just changed Brand new funky President Stock market going up Jobs going down And ain't no funking Jobs to be found Taxes keep going up I changed from a glass Now I drink out of a paper cup It's getting bad People, people We got to get over Before we go under Listen to me Let's get together and raise Let's get together And get some land Raise our food like the man Save our money like the Mob Put up a fight down on the job Tell em, Godfather Turn up your funk motor Get down and praise the Lord Get sexy, sexy Get funky and dance Love me, baby, love me nice Don't make it once Can you make it twice I like it People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people Well, well, well Before we go under Turn on your funk motor I know it's tough Turn on your funk motor Until you get enough Hey, give yourself a Chance to come through Tell yourself, I can Do what you can do Hey, listen to the man I'm the Godfather Payback, cold-blooded People, people People, people Hey, people, people Don't you see what's going on People, people We got to get together Get on the good foot Change it, yeah Got to get together And get some land Raise our food just like the man Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I got to say it again We got to get together And buy some land Raise our food just like the man Save our money, do like the Mob Put up your fight right on the job We gotta get over Before we go under Time's getting short, Lord Country, do you know Just what I meant We just changed, we got A brand new funky President I need to be the Mayor So I could change Some things around here I need to be the Governer I need to be the Governer --- Get Up I Feel Like Being Like A Sex Machine Fellas, I'm ready to Get up and do my thing I want to get into it Man, you know Like a, like a Sex machine man Moving, doing it, you know Can I count it off One, two, three, four Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Wait a minute Shake your arm Then use your form Stay on the scene Like a sex machine You got to have the feeling Sure as you're born Get it together Right on, right on Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) You said, I said I got the I said the feeling You got to get Give me the fever In a cold sweat The way I like it Is the way it is I got mine Don't worry bout his Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Bobby, should I take em To the bridge (go ahead) Take em on to the bridge (Take em to the bridge) Can I take em to the bridge Take em to the bridge Hear me now, come on Stay on the scene Like a sex machine The way I like it Is the way it is I got mine, dig it He got his Stay on the scene Like a loving machine Stay on the scene Like a loving machine Stay on the scene I wanna count off One more time now You wanna hear it like You did on the top, fellas Hear it like you did on the top Hit it now Get on up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get on up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a loving machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Taste (get on up) A piano (get on up) Taste (get on up) A piano (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) You got to have the feeling Sure as you're born Get it together Right on, right on Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) And then shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Can we hit it like we did One more time from the top Can we hit it like that One more time, one more time Let's hit and quit (go ahead) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Hit it --- Get Up Offa That Thing I'm back I'm back, I'm back I'm back, I'm back Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing And dance til, sing it now Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up off, ha Good God, so good Everybody ready Follow me Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up offa that thing And twist til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And twist til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get funky, so good, uh Bus stop, walk around Ohio Players Ready to do the sunshine Check this out Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing Help me, help me Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Wait a minute, so funky I need it, sunshine good Good God, feel good Feel good, gonna do it Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Show em how funky you are Show em, JB Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Dance til you....... --- Get Up, Get Into It, Get Involved Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody out there (Get into it) Everybody right there (Get involved) Everybody get it Oh, come on Come on, come on Come on with your come on Come on, come on Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right now (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Come on with Your little come on Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait Do it, raise your hand Do it with the other And practice Say you're doing something Come on, raise your hand Expect me to call you tonight Do it, raise your hand Expect you to say There goes my man Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait, wait, wait You better become a Part of the call You gotta have patience Or you won't be called You gotta have patience or You don't have the call Do it right So you won't have to go Back and do it at night Do it one time, make it right You got the world You got to fight Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait, wait, wait Lookie here, wait Go on, go on, go on You need a little help Can't do it alone Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) Get in, get involved Play it one more time, Bobby One more time or two (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait Wait, wait, wait Now listen I want you to hit me Batters, don't miss me Batters, I want you to hit me Hit me, alright Hit me, hey, me Two times Lookie here, hit me Hit me, come on Bring it down Come on, do it Do it, do it Wait, everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, don't, don't Don't raise your hand Doing nothing, like me Say you're doing something Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Because you're busy, brother Better change your twist Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand If you don't clean it Don't wave your hand If you don't need it Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Get on up (get on up) Get into it (get involved) Get involved (get on up) Get involved (get into it) Wait, wait, wait, wait You and you, baby Doing your thing Don't do nobody elses Jump back, dig yourself Cause you're doing your thing Cause you're doing your thing Get on up (get on up) Get on up (get into it) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody over there (Get into it) Everybody right there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Hey, hey Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Hey, hey, hey, hey Lookie here, you can be Like a tape deck, you know They can plug you in Say what they want you to say Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right here (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved.... --- Give It Up Or Turn It A Loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Starting over again Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose All right Baby, give it up Or turn it loose All night long All right Hey, hey, hey, hey All night long Ain't no use, oh Oh, baby give it up Or turn it loose Lord, have mercy Hey, hey, hey, hey Baby, need you so Turn it loose Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, hold you tight Cause I need you so With all my might I've got to squeeze you Hold you tight Because I love you so Oh, baby Give it up, alright Or turn it lose Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, no, no, no... Baby, give it up --- Hot Pants (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants) One, two One, two, three, uh Hot pants, hey Hot pants, uh, smoking Hot pants, smoking that Hot pants That's where its at That's where its at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growing Girl, youre blowing my mind Thinking of losing that Funky feeling don't Cause you got to use Just what you got to Get just what you want, hey Hot pants, hey Hot pants, smoking Hot pants make you Sure of yourself, good God You walk like you got The only loving left, hey So brother, if youre thinking Of losing that feeling, then don't Cause a woman got to use What she got to get Just what she wants Hey, hey, hotpants Look a-hot pants Won't make you dance But as slick as you are You make the pants Hey brother, do you like it The girl over there With the funky pants on She can do the chicken All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on She can do the Funky Broadway All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on Filthy McNasty All night long Get down The one over there With the mini dress I ain't got time I still dig that mess Get down But I like the hot pants Hey, I like hot pants Oh, bring it home One more, hit me, hey Bring it home Bring it home Oh, bring it on home Bring it on home... --- I Got A Bag Of My Own I got a bag of my own Now, baby Stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Come take Take care of all of mine My good stuff You know I'm grown I've got a bag of my own On my good book I don't back up Take my tea From my favorite cup My groove is still Out of sight Got the hook Protect my love, right Three times seven You know I'm grown I got a bag of my own Wait a minute I sweat all day And half the night Taking care of business Handle it right My body's built like a 32-20-45 frame Don't shoot nothing But ball and chain ???? Don't knock it if You don't wanna rock it Hit me, hit me I know I'm grown I got a bag of my own Can't get enough Got to, got to do my stuff Hit me, hit me I got a bag of my own Baby, stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Gotta change my ways Taking care all Of my good stuff You know I'm grown You know I'm grown Now, hit me I sweat all day Half of the night Taking care of business Handle it right My body's built like a 32-20-45 frame Don't shoot nothing But ball and chain Shoot, shoot, shoot Shoot, ahhh... Hit me, good God Gotta change my ways Gotta change my ways Come on, come on, band Hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, good God I got a bag of my own I got a bag of my own Hit me, good God I, I, I, I got a bag...... --- I Got Ants In My Pants (And I Want To Dance) Ow, hey Tell me what you're Gonna do about that Tell me what you're gonna do I got to know about that Is your love for real Do you know how I feel Tell me what you're Gonna do about that I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Come on I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine looker Gonna make me prance Come on, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good fine loving Son of a gun Come on, hey Do ya, do ya I love you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Squeeze me tight Hold me right Make me know you're mine Do you need all my love Yes, it's always fine I want you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Ahhh, Good God I said it's good now I said, baby, it's good now Come on, bring me up Lift me up on the other side I said you got to lift me up On the other side You got to lift me I said, ah, on the other You got to lift me up Good God, come on Bring your, bring your Bring your, aaahhh Good God You got to lift me up On the other side You, you, you, you, you I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Hey, hey, hey I feel it You know that I feel it You know that I feel it I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good hard fighting Loving son of a gun --- I'm A Greedy Man Pick up on this Pick up on this I'm a greedy man A greedy man I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Hey, hey, hey Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Wait a minute, sister You got to have Something to sit on Before I carry you home Don't say I ain't got it Cause I can't do without it Too much, but not too bad But it's better than dying From something that You never had I maybe crude sometimes it pays But let me tell you something I love those sexy ways I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man My name ain't Jordy But my name is Brown I like to love Get down, down, down I'm a greedy man (He's a greedy man) I'm a greedy man Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone, hey I can prove myself Take it out the back door A man better chase her Now, run, tell that Lookie here, lookie here Now good strong men Don't grow on trees I'm not talking just to tease I'm a greedy man (He's a greedy man) Yes, I am (He's a greedy man)..... --- It's A New Day Fellas, things done Got too far gone We gotta let the girls know What they gotta do for us It's than gotta be a drag, man A man can't do nothing no more Is really a drag You gotta do something Can I count em Lookie here Girl, let me tell you What you got to do Keepin me so mellow So nobody can get through When he had to do your loving Smiling keeps us cheek Walk away and twist your hip Make sure you keep him weak Don't let nobody Take care of your business Better than you do Do what he wants Give what he wants Expect em come to you And then you can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold, hey Never get so confident Nothing you want to know You caught up your time You lose your thing You think you got to go You know what we got to tell em Be the untold boss Got to use it carefully And don't be a total loss Sister, when you loved your man Be careful, I ain't telling that He will put you back on the corner Use you like it's in the hat And then you can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold, hey Hit it Good god, kill it Hit me now Good god Never get too confident So it's nothing you want to know, You caught up your time You lose your thing You think you got to blow You know I got what it takes To be the untold boss You gotta use it carefully And it can't be a total Hit me now Good god, kill it Yeah Good god Fellas Can I get some help Can I get some help Look for me some help Can I get a witness Shall I need a witness Shall I need a witness I, I, I, I need a witness Can I get a witness I want a witness over there Can I get a witness I want a witness over here I'm a witness right here I'm a witness over there Is a witness over there I'm a witness right here Wait a minute! Girl, let me tell you What you got to do Keepin me so mellow Nobody can get through And when he had to do your lovin Smiling keeps us cheek, good god Walk away and twist your hip Make sure you keep him weak And make sure you keep him weak Ggood god, sure you keep him Ain't it funky now, good God Ain't it funky now, hey Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now One more, don't, good God! Dont let nobody Take care of your business Better than you do Do what he wants Give what he wants Expect em come to you Aint it funky now Can I get some help Look for me some help Than clap your hands I said, clap your hands Put the level little higher Put the level little higher A little bit higher now Put the level little higher Aint it funky now Aint it funky now Yeah, people scream Can I scream, brother Can I scream, brother Brother, can I scream now Can I scream, brother Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gotta scream Good god, gotta scream now I gotta scream now I gotta scream now I gotta scream now You want a whole o men I need a whole o men I need satisfy the men I need a whole o men I got a whole o men Ain't it funky now Good god, ain't it funky now Hey, yeah, yeah Can I get some help I gotta have some help I wanna get some help Wanna get some help I wanna, wanna Wanna, wanna, wanna Wanna, wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna, yeah now Good God Can I, can I, can I Can I, can I, can I, yeah.... --- Kansas City I'm going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come Going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one Lookie here I'll be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine I'll be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine With my Kansas City baby And a taste of ? wine I might take a train I might try a plane If I have to walk I'm going there just the same Going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one Have to stay with my baby Believe I got to die Gotta find a new woman That's the reason why I'm going Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one I said that I'm going Said that I'm there Can't stand the pain Heart can't bear the strain Said that I'm going Ohh, no, ohh, no Ohh, no, ohh, no, no --- Let Yourself Go One, two One, two, three Hey, everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody Let me tell the news It ain't just soul It ain't just soul, uh uh It's just rhythm and Just rhythm and blues Lookie here Hey, baby, let yourself go Hey, baby, let yourself go You're too sharp You ain't too sharp, uh uh Ain't too sharp, lookie here One more time, uh uh uh Ain't too sharp, ain't too sharp You're just too stupid To let me dance, I wanna prance I got to talk, just let me walk Got to, I've got to, got to, hey Everybody Let me tell the news Everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody, uh Let me tell the news Ain't too sharp, ain't too sharp Ain't too sharp, you're just too I wanna dance, I've got to prance I wanna feel the love you deal You've got to feel, yes You've got to, got to I've got to feel, give it to me You've got to let me, uh Uh uh, let me, let me have it Uh uh uh uh....... I've got to, got to, I've got to, uh Uh uh, I've got to, let me I've got to, tell me...... --- Make It Funky (Part 1) What you gonna play now Bobby, I don't know But what's it ever I play It's got to be funky (yeah) One, two, three Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky I got to Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Tell me it is Make it funky So it is Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Oh, yes Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky..... Oh, yes, I got to Make it funky Oh, yes, I need to Make it funky I want to say now Make it funky Oh, yes, I got to Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky... Make it funky Good God Make it funky Ain't it now Make it funky Make it funky Good God Make it funky Take me home Make it funky To the bridge Make it funky To the bridge Make it funky Don't be so funky I can't help you, Byrd Neck bones Candy yams Turnips It's for the snake It's for the snake Drift straight Cracking bread, ha ha Snap peas Mobile gumbo Hunk of cornbread Buttermilk --- The Payback Hey, gotta, gotta payback Revenge I'm mad Got to get back Need some get back Payback, payback That's it, payback Revenge, I'm mad Get down with my girlfriend That ain't right Hollering, cussing You wanna fight Payback is a thing You got to see Brother, do any Damn thing to me Sold me out for chicken change (Yes, you did) told me that they They had it all arranged You had me down and that's a fact Now you punk, you gotta get Ready for the big payback (The big payback) that's where I am The big payback (the big payback) I can do wheeling I can do dealing (yes, you can) But I don't do no damn squealing I can dig rapping, I'm ready I can dig scrapping But I can't dig That backstabbing (oh, no) Brother, get ready That's a fact Get ready, you Mother For the big payback, hey Let me hit em Hit em, Fred, hit em Hey, hey, Lord You took my money You got my honey Don't want me to see What you doing to me I got to get back I got to deal with you Got to deal with you I gotta deal with you Hey, let me tell you Get down with my woman That ain't right You hollering and cussing You wanna fight Don't do me no darn favor I don't know karate But I know ka-razor (Yes, we do) hey Get ready, that's a fact Get ready, you mother For the big payback (The big payback) Hey, I'm a man, I'm a man I'm a son of a man But don't they tell you Then Papa can Get ready for the big payback Hey, hit me again Lord, Lord, yeah Get ready, I need it I need a hit again Say it once, say it once Hit me again, Lord (The big payback) Sold me out for chicken change Said my woman had it all arranged Trying to make a deal She wants to squeal But I had my boys on her heels Saw me coming, told a lie Went down like you wanted to cry I don't care what she does She'll be doing just like she was Take those kids and raise them up Somebody teach em to be rightous tough Take her, take that woman It's one place she found Just run that mother out of town Make her get up Make her get up, get out Make her get up Make her get up, get out I'm mad, I want revenge I want revenge (the big payback) My patience ends on revenge My patience ends on revenge I want revenge, I want revenge (The big payback) Can I get some hits I need those hits I need those hits, hit me Lord, need those hits Carry on, carry on --- - James Brown Lyrics - Talking Loud And Saying Nothing Like a dull knife Just ain't cutting Just talking loud Then saying nothing Just saying nothing Just saying nothing You can't tell me How to run my life down You can't tell me How to keep my business sound You can't tell me What I'm doing wrong When you keep driving and Singing that same old money song You can't tell me Which way to go Cause three times seven And then some more You can't tell me, hey You're like a dull knife Just ain't cutting You're just talking loud And saying nothing Just saying nothing Just saying nothing Don't tell me How to do my thing When you can't, can't Can't do your own Dont tell me how to be a boy When, when you know I'm grown Can't use me like a woman Woman throws away her dress And you can't tell me, hey How to use my mess You're like a dull knife Jack, you just ain't cutting You're just talking loud Then saying nothing Just saying nothing And saying nothing Shape up your bag Don't worry bout mine My thing together And a doing fine Good luck to you Just allow you're wrong Then keep on singing that Same old money song Then keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money song Just keep on singing that Same old money, oww I got to, I want yo I musta, I got to Ashes ashes and a dust to dust I musta, jump on back I'm doing a, my hands I say I will, the point Is too dark to fill You say I cant You're phony, you're phony I said, I said, you're phony... --- Get On The Good Foot Can't pass the people Can't pass the, hit me Ooh, get on down I wanna get on the good foot The good foot I gotta get on the good foot Going down to the crib Let it all hang out Where soulful people Know what it's about Going down to the crib Let it all hang out Where soulful people Knows what it's about Where people give a sign And take your hand And dancing to the music Of the James Brown Band They're dancing on the good foot I gotta get on the good foot I gotta do it on the good foot Do it with your good foot I said the long-haired hippies And the Afro blacks Can all get together Across the tracks And they party On the good foot You know they dance On the good foot Dance on the good foot Ain't nothin' going on But the rent A whole lotta bills And my money spent And that's on my bad foot You know my face Is getting short and I got the blues I got a funky job And I pay my dues On the good foot On the good foot I gotta get on the good foot Hey on the good foot Get on the good foot Drummer now Hit it there You gotta hit it Get it, shuffle down Come on, get it On the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot Bass, bass Hit it there Hit it there Stop the bass Play on it now Come on, get it Get it Get on the good foot I gotta get on the good foot Get on the good foot Take that business, sister I'm your fella --- King Heroin Ladies and gentlemen Fellow Americans Lady Americans This is James Brown I wanna talk to you about One of our most deadly killers In the country today I had a dream the other night And I was sitting in my livin room I dozed off to sleep So I start to dreaming I dream I walked in a place and Saw a real strange, weird object Standing up talking to the people And I found out it was heroin That deadly drug that go in your vein He said, I came to this Country without a passport Ever since then, I been Hunted and sought My little white grains are nothing But waste, salt and deadly And bitter to taste But I'm a world of powerful And although it's true Use me once and you'll know it too I can make a mere School boy forget his books I can make a world famous beauty Neglect her looks I can make a good man Forsake his wife Send a greedy man to prison For the rest of his life I can make a man forsake His country and flag Make a girl sell her body For a five dollar bag Some think my adventures And joy are a thriller But I put a gun in your hand And make you a killer In cellophane bags I found my way to heads of state To children at play I finance in China, ran in Japan I'm respected in Turkey And I'm legal in Siam I take my addicts and make em Steal, borrow, beg and Then they search for a vein In their arm or their leg So be you Italian Jewish, Black or Mex I can make the most virile Of men forget their sex So now, so now, my man You must do your best To keep up your habit Until your arrest Now the police have taken you From under my wing Do you think they dare defy me I, who am king Now, you must lie In that county jail Where I can't get to you By a visit or mail So squirm with discomfort Wiggle and cough Six days of madness, ha And you might throw me off Curse me a name Defy me in speech But you'd pick me up right now If I were in your reach All through your center You've become a czar to your fate Fear not, young man and woman I'll be waiting at the gate and Don't be afraid, don't run I'll not chase Sure, my name is heroin You'll be back for a taste Behold, you're hooked Your foot is in the stirrup And make haste, mount the Steed and ride him well For the white horse of heroin Will ride you to hell To hell, will ride you to hell Until you are dead Dead, brother, dead This is a revelation of mine Get your mind together and Get away from drugs That's a man --- Licking Stick Oh, mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick People standing Standing in a trance Sister out in the backyard Doing her out of sight dance Come telling me the other day She didn't wanna be a drag I dont know what she's doing I think she's got a brand new bag Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring that licking stick Now, lookie here Junior don't kill me With his laser strokes When he take his feet Right off the ground Doing the mashed potatos Then he began to slide Caught himself doing The James Brown Sister says the dance She's doing is the latest thing People now, begin to talk She jumped back in That soulful stride, baby Now she's doing the camel walk Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And give me that licking stick Get outta here with your bad self Ha, one more time Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Missie, oh, alright Bring your licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Oh, licking stick, licking stick Licking stick Bobby, I like it when it's on You wanna try it one more time (One more time) licking stick Licking stick, wait a minute People, people Let me hear you I don't profess to be no teacher These are my latest outlooks She's got to get herself Back in the mathematic books Do you hear me now, all right I wanna tell you one more time I wanna tell you one more time I wanna tell you one more time Junior don't kill me With his, with his laser strokes When he take his Off the ground Doing the mashed potato Out there on the floor Sometimes he thinks He's doing the James Brown Sister says the dance you're Doing is the latest thing People now, begin to talk She jumped back in That soulful stride Jumped back, do the camel walk Come on, ha, come on, come on Come on, come on, yeah Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, mama, mama, whoa Mama, come here quick And bring me that licking stick Mama, come here quick, hey And bring me that licking stick Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick, whoa Licking stick, licking stick Licking stick --- Reality Salvation, inflation Depression and recession Facing you whether it's in Your home or on your corner Don't let your separate beliefs Let a lot of people starve Orginization Reality, Godfather Sing it, James Brown Reality is the thing for me Reality is the thing for me Yeah, yeah Reality, reality Reality, Godfather Sing it, James Brown I can't be myself When I know I'm not Doing no one else Nobody Everybody wanna go to Heaven Nobody wants to die, yeah Sing it, James Brown Nobody wants to walk Everybody wants to fly Sing it, James Brown Can't get no reservation You've got starvation Cause that's reality Reality is the thing for me Now let me read something to you This is taken from the S&S Use to be called Shakespeare But we call it the Streets of starvation In the world of exactness ??? totally out You can jive, pride, and bull Fool yourself but not the people But if you wanna achieve a Beautiful lifelong dream You gotta set your head In the right direction You gotta deal with reality Almighty reality Reality is the thing for me, yeah Reality, give me reality Reality, I'll lie but you might Not wanna hear what I tell you Reality is the thing for me Reality is the thing for me....... --- There Was A Time Uhh, lookie here, ha There was a day, ha There was a time, ha When I used to dance, ha There was a time, ha When I used to prance But dig me now, baby, ha Don't worry bout later Dig the dance I used to do They call the mashed potatos, hey Uhh, ha, uhh There was a dance Now dig this, ha There was a dance, ha They call the jerk Everybody relax And watch me work, oww Ha, in my home town Where I used to stay The name of the place, ha Is Augusta, GA Down there We have a good time We don't talk, ha We all get together Any type of weather Then we do the camel walk, oww Lookie here, dig this Now there was a dance That I used to do The name of the dance, ha They call the boogaloo I may not do the dance As well as you, ha But baby, you can Bet your bottom dollar You'll never hear me holler I'll do the best That I can do, oh Uhh, lookie here, feeling good There was a time Sometime I danced Lookie here Sometimes I danced Sometimes I clown But you can bet you Haven't seen nothing yet Until you've seen me do The James Brown, ow --- Cold Sweat I don't care about your past I just want our love to last I don't care, darling About your faults I just want to satisfy Your pulse, ohh When you kiss me When you miss me Hold my hand Make me understand I break out in a cold sweat Ho, uhh, oh I don't care about your wants I just wanna tell you About the does and donts I don't care about the way You treat me darling I just want to Understand me, honey, oh When you kiss me And you miss me You hold me tight Make everything all right I break out in a cold sweat Mercy on me Come on now, brother Put it, put it Where it's at now Aww, let me have it --- Down And Out In New York City I was born in New York City on a Monday I was out shining shoes By Tuesday noon All the bad cats in the bad hats Doing me a real big favor Got the bad cats in the bad hats Laying it on real good Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy When the cold wind comes It lives in New York City And the street's no place to be But there you are So you try hard or you die hard No one really gives a good damn You try hard and you die hard Nobody gives a damn Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy Down and out in New York City Ain't nowhere to be Where can you do when you're Down and out in New York City Never, never, never Gonna get that way again No, no, no, no, no, not me When you need a friend Need to have a When you want a friend Gonna get myself together In the morning Gonna leave it all I want that dream All the bad cats in the bad hats Doing me a real big favor Got the bad cats in the bad hats Laying it on real good Here's a dime, boy Gimme a shine, boy Gimme a shine, boy Gimme a shine, hey Down and out in New York City Ain't nowhere to be Where can you do when you're Down and out in New York City Said I'm never, never, never Gonna get that way again No, no, no, no, not me When you need a friend Troubled mind When you need a friend Got a troubled mind Ain't nobody gonna Give you one thin dime Friends can be cruel sometimes Can be sweet but what What bugs a man, what hurts a man Is when you give him a drink Just can't get nothing to eat That's New York City That's New York City New York City One-hundred and twenty-five street The bricks, Eight Avenue --- Escape-ism I gotta kick this thing off (yeah) Can I kick it off (yeah) One, two, three, four Ain't it good to you It's good to you It's good to you Now you can lose your thing Out there running around I was talking to a Cat the other night He said what everybody Is looking for What everybody's looking for today They're looking for escape-ism Ain't it good to you You know what, I love To get down, Jack And when I get down You understand, I don't have To go into no funny bag (mumbling) say, that alcohol I can't, you understand That's the way I feel You know, I believe I'll Get down right about here Byrd, if I get down You know Byrd, Byrd's gotta Byrd's gotta, I mean Byrd's gotta out of Sight tune coming up We gotta record for him Right here, you know So were trying to get Our thing out of the way Before Byrd can get into it Byrd, can we get on Before we, is it all right Byrd, do you think it's Gonna be a hit, Byrd (Yeah, I think it's Going to be a hit) You think it's gonna be a hit (A smash) I know it's a smash I know it's a smash Cause you're in the thing, man You're saying where it's at You know it's gotta be a hit You ready, Byrd Get down Ain't it good to you Ain't it good to you Ain't it good to you Ha ha ha Lookie here What you say, Fred (Man, you know, you better Take it on the lam) Better watch the man I don't think they heard What you say, Fred I said, we better Take it on the lam) You better watch the man Byrd, come over here, brother Let me tell you something You think we're talking too loud (Make that fuss) I ain't got no dust I don't have to Take it on the lam (Better watch that man) Huh (Better watch that man) Watch him, yeah, all right You're right, yeah, yeah Coming from some funny places What you say, bro (What's happening, Brown) Trying to get down Well, you know, look here We can't help it (Right, right on) It ain't no alcohol Man, I dont dig it What you say, uh, Jasaan (Don't be so mean) You know I'm clean --- Funky Drummer Come back, cover Shades, good God It's a raid Cut off the lights And call the law Cut off the lights And call the law Standing over there The devil's on his way Call the law Call the law The devil's on his way Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Bring on the juice Make me sweat Still good It's still good Still good It's still good Turn over Turn over Turn over Take me in the chain Take me in the chain Take me in the chain Tall women Is all I need Tall women Is what I want One more time I wanna give the drummer Some of this funky soul We got here You don't have to do No song, brother Just keep what you got Don't turn it loose Cause it's a mother When I count to four I want everybody to lay off Let the drummer go When I count to four I want you to come back in I got to holler I said it's in my feet Feels so sweet It's in my shake, good God About to work me to death It's in my shake About to work me to death It's in my shake I'm about to blow I'm about to blow One, two, three, four Get it Ain't it funky Ain't it funky Ain't it funky Ain't it funky One, two, three, four --- Funky President Funkytown, nasty (Hey, listen to the man) Yeah, I'm the Godfather (baby) People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people We got to get over Before we go under Hey, country Didn't say what you meant Just changed Brand new funky President Stock market going up Jobs going down And ain't no funking Jobs to be found Taxes keep going up I changed from a glass Now I drink out of a paper cup It's getting bad People, people We got to get over Before we go under Listen to me Let's get together and raise Let's get together And get some land Raise our food like the man Save our money like the Mob Put up a fight down on the job Tell em, Godfather Turn up your funk motor Get down and praise the Lord Get sexy, sexy Get funky and dance Love me, baby, love me nice Don't make it once Can you make it twice I like it People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people Well, well, well Before we go under Turn on your funk motor I know it's tough Turn on your funk motor Until you get enough Hey, give yourself a Chance to come through Tell yourself, I can Do what you can do Hey, listen to the man I'm the Godfather Payback, cold-blooded People, people People, people Hey, people, people Don't you see what's going on People, people We got to get together Get on the good foot Change it, yeah Got to get together And get some land Raise our food just like the man Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I got to say it again We got to get together And buy some land Raise our food just like the man Save our money, do like the Mob Put up your fight right on the job We gotta get over Before we go under Time's getting short, Lord Country, do you know Just what I meant We just changed, we got A brand new funky President I need to be the Mayor So I could change Some things around here I need to be the Governer I need to be the Governer --- Get Up I Feel Like Being Like A Sex Machine Fellas, I'm ready to Get up and do my thing I want to get into it Man, you know Like a, like a Sex machine man Moving, doing it, you know Can I count it off One, two, three, four Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Wait a minute Shake your arm Then use your form Stay on the scene Like a sex machine You got to have the feeling Sure as you're born Get it together Right on, right on Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) You said, I said I got the I said the feeling You got to get Give me the fever In a cold sweat The way I like it Is the way it is I got mine Don't worry bout his Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Bobby, should I take em To the bridge (go ahead) Take em on to the bridge (Take em to the bridge) Can I take em to the bridge Take em to the bridge Hear me now, come on Stay on the scene Like a sex machine The way I like it Is the way it is I got mine, dig it He got his Stay on the scene Like a loving machine Stay on the scene Like a loving machine Stay on the scene I wanna count off One more time now You wanna hear it like You did on the top, fellas Hear it like you did on the top Hit it now Get on up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get on up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a loving machine (get on up) Get up (get on up) Taste (get on up) A piano (get on up) Taste (get on up) A piano (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene (get on up) Like a sex machine (get on up) You got to have the feeling Sure as you're born Get it together Right on, right on Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Right on, right on (Right on, right on) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) And then shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Can we hit it like we did One more time from the top Can we hit it like that One more time, one more time Let's hit and quit (go ahead) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Can we hit it and quit (yeah) Hit it --- Get Up Offa That Thing I'm back I'm back, I'm back I'm back, I'm back Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing And dance til, sing it now Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up off, ha Good God, so good Everybody ready Follow me Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And shake it til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get up offa that thing And twist til you feel better Get up offa that thing And shake it, sing it now Get up offa that thing And twist til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Get funky, so good, uh Bus stop, walk around Ohio Players Ready to do the sunshine Check this out Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing Help me, help me Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Wait a minute, so funky I need it, sunshine good Good God, feel good Feel good, gonna do it Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Try to release that pressure Show em how funky you are Show em, JB Get up offa that thing And dance til you feel better Get up offa that thing and Dance til you....... --- Get Up, Get Into It, Get Involved Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody out there (Get into it) Everybody right there (Get involved) Everybody get it Oh, come on Come on, come on Come on with your come on Come on, come on Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right now (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Come on with Your little come on Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait Do it, raise your hand Do it with the other And practice Say you're doing something Come on, raise your hand Expect me to call you tonight Do it, raise your hand Expect you to say There goes my man Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait, wait, wait You better become a Part of the call You gotta have patience Or you won't be called You gotta have patience or You don't have the call Do it right So you won't have to go Back and do it at night Do it one time, make it right You got the world You got to fight Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait, wait, wait Lookie here, wait Go on, go on, go on You need a little help Can't do it alone Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) Get in, get involved Play it one more time, Bobby One more time or two (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, wait Wait, wait, wait Now listen I want you to hit me Batters, don't miss me Batters, I want you to hit me Hit me, alright Hit me, hey, me Two times Lookie here, hit me Hit me, come on Bring it down Come on, do it Do it, do it Wait, everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Wait, don't, don't Don't raise your hand Doing nothing, like me Say you're doing something Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Because you're busy, brother Better change your twist Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand If you don't clean it Don't wave your hand If you don't need it Don't wave your hand Don't wave your hand Get on up (get on up) Get into it (get involved) Get involved (get on up) Get involved (get into it) Wait, wait, wait, wait You and you, baby Doing your thing Don't do nobody elses Jump back, dig yourself Cause you're doing your thing Cause you're doing your thing Get on up (get on up) Get on up (get into it) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody over there (Get into it) Everybody right there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Hey, hey Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Hey, hey, hey, hey Lookie here, you can be Like a tape deck, you know They can plug you in Say what they want you to say Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Don't let em do it (no) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right here (Get into it) Everybody over there (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Everybody over there (Get on up) Everybody right there (Get into it) Everybody over here (Get involved) (Get involved) (Get involved) Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved Get involved, get involved.... --- Give It Up Or Turn It A Loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Starting over again Baby, give it up Or turn it loose Baby, give it up Or turn it loose All right Baby, give it up Or turn it loose All night long All right Hey, hey, hey, hey All night long Ain't no use, oh Oh, baby give it up Or turn it loose Lord, have mercy Hey, hey, hey, hey Baby, need you so Turn it loose Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, hold you tight Cause I need you so With all my might I've got to squeeze you Hold you tight Because I love you so Oh, baby Give it up, alright Or turn it lose Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, no, no, no... Baby, give it up --- Hot Pants (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants) One, two One, two, three, uh Hot pants, hey Hot pants, uh, smoking Hot pants, smoking that Hot pants That's where its at That's where its at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growing Girl, youre blowing my mind Thinking of losing that Funky feeling don't Cause you got to use Just what you got to Get just what you want, hey Hot pants, hey Hot pants, smoking Hot pants make you Sure of yourself, good God You walk like you got The only loving left, hey So brother, if youre thinking Of losing that feeling, then don't Cause a woman got to use What she got to get Just what she wants Hey, hey, hotpants Look a-hot pants Won't make you dance But as slick as you are You make the pants Hey brother, do you like it The girl over there With the funky pants on She can do the chicken All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on She can do the Funky Broadway All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on Filthy McNasty All night long Get down The one over there With the mini dress I ain't got time I still dig that mess Get down But I like the hot pants Hey, I like hot pants Oh, bring it home One more, hit me, hey Bring it home Bring it home Oh, bring it on home Bring it on home... --- I Got A Bag Of My Own I got a bag of my own Now, baby Stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Come take Take care of all of mine My good stuff You know I'm grown I've got a bag of my own On my good book I don't back up Take my tea From my favorite cup My groove is still Out of sight Got the hook Protect my love, right Three times seven You know I'm grown I got a bag of my own Wait a minute I sweat all day And half the night Taking care of business Handle it right My body's built like a 32-20-45 frame Don't shoot nothing But ball and chain ???? Don't knock it if You don't wanna rock it Hit me, hit me I know I'm grown I got a bag of my own Can't get enough Got to, got to do my stuff Hit me, hit me I got a bag of my own Baby, stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Gotta change my ways Taking care all Of my good stuff You know I'm grown You know I'm grown Now, hit me I sweat all day Half of the night Taking care of business Handle it right My body's built like a 32-20-45 frame Don't shoot nothing But ball and chain Shoot, shoot, shoot Shoot, ahhh... Hit me, good God Gotta change my ways Gotta change my ways Come on, come on, band Hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, good God I got a bag of my own I got a bag of my own Hit me, good God I, I, I, I got a bag...... --- I Got Ants In My Pants (And I Want To Dance) Ow, hey Tell me what you're Gonna do about that Tell me what you're gonna do I got to know about that Is your love for real Do you know how I feel Tell me what you're Gonna do about that I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Come on I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine looker Gonna make me prance Come on, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good fine loving Son of a gun Come on, hey Do ya, do ya I love you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Squeeze me tight Hold me right Make me know you're mine Do you need all my love Yes, it's always fine I want you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Ahhh, Good God I said it's good now I said, baby, it's good now Come on, bring me up Lift me up on the other side I said you got to lift me up On the other side You got to lift me I said, ah, on the other You got to lift me up Good God, come on Bring your, bring your Bring your, aaahhh Good God You got to lift me up On the other side You, you, you, you, you I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Hey, hey, hey I feel it You know that I feel it You know that I feel it I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good hard fighting Loving son of a gun --- I'm A Greedy Man Pick up on this Pick up on this I'm a greedy man A greedy man I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Hey, hey, hey Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Wait a minute, sister You got to have Something to sit on Before I carry you home Don't say I ain't got it Cause I can't do without it Too much, but not too bad But it's better than dying From something that You never had I maybe crude sometimes it pays But let me tell you something I love those sexy ways I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man My name ain't Jordy But my name is Brown I like to love Get down, down, down I'm a greedy man (He's a greedy man) I'm a greedy man Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone Now, brother, don't leave The homework undone, hey I can prove myself Take it out the back door A man better chase her Now, run, tell that Lookie here, lookie here Now good strong men Don't grow on trees I'm not talking just to tease I'm a greedy man (He's a greedy man) Yes, I am (He's a greedy man)..... --- It's A New Day Fellas, things done Got too far gone We gotta let the girls know What they gotta do for us It's than gotta be a drag, man A man can't do nothing no more Is really a drag You gotta do something Can I count em Lookie here Girl, let me tell you What you got to do Keepin me so mellow So nobody can get through When he had to do your loving Smiling keeps us cheek Walk away and twist your hip Make sure you keep him weak Don't let nobody Take care of your business Better than you do Do what he wants Give what he wants Expect em come to you And then you can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold, hey Never get so confident Nothing you want to know You caught up your time You lose your thing You think you got to go You know what we got to tell em Be the untold boss Got to use it carefully And don't be a total loss Sister, when you loved your man Be careful, I ain't telling that He will put you back on the corner Use you like it's in the hat And then you can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold your man You can hold, hey Hit it Good god, kill it Hit me now Good god Never get too confident So it's nothing you want to know, You caught up your time You lose your thing You think you got to blow You know I got what it takes To be the untold boss You gotta use it carefully And it can't be a total Hit me now Good god, kill it Yeah Good god Fellas Can I get some help Can I get some help Look for me some help Can I get a witness Shall I need a witness Shall I need a witness I, I, I, I need a witness Can I get a witness I want a witness over there Can I get a witness I want a witness over here I'm a witness right here I'm a witness over there Is a witness over there I'm a witness right here Wait a minute! Girl, let me tell you What you got to do Keepin me so mellow Nobody can get through And when he had to do your lovin Smiling keeps us cheek, good god Walk away and twist your hip Make sure you keep him weak And make sure you keep him weak Ggood god, sure you keep him Ain't it funky now, good God Ain't it funky now, hey Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now Ain't it funky now One more, don't, good God! Dont let nobody Take care of your business Better than you do Do what he wants Give what he wants Expect em come to you Aint it funky now Can I get some help Look for me some help Than clap your hands I said, clap your hands Put the level little higher Put the level little higher A little bit higher now Put the level little higher Aint it funky now Aint it funky now Yeah, people scream Can I scream, brother Can I scream, brother Brother, can I scream now Can I scream, brother Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gotta scream Good god, gotta scream now I gotta scream now I gotta scream now I gotta scream now You want a whole o men I need a whole o men I need satisfy the men I need a whole o men I got a whole o men Ain't it funky now Good god, ain't it funky now Hey, yeah, yeah Can I get some help I gotta have some help I wanna get some help Wanna get some help I wanna, wanna Wanna, wanna, wanna Wanna, wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna, yeah now Good God Can I, can I, can I Can I, can I, can I, yeah.... --- Kansas City I'm going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come Going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one Lookie here I'll be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine I'll be standing on the corner Twelfth Street and Vine With my Kansas City baby And a taste of ? wine I might take a train I might try a plane If I have to walk I'm going there just the same Going to Kansas City Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one Have to stay with my baby Believe I got to die Gotta find a new woman That's the reason why I'm going Kansas City, here I come They got some crazy Little bopsters here I'm gonna get me one I said that I'm going Said that I'm there Can't stand the pain Heart can't bear the strain Said that I'm going Ohh, no, ohh, no Ohh, no, ohh, no, no --- Let Yourself Go One, two One, two, three Hey, everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody Let me tell the news It ain't just soul It ain't just soul, uh uh It's just rhythm and Just rhythm and blues Lookie here Hey, baby, let yourself go Hey, baby, let yourself go You're too sharp You ain't too sharp, uh uh Ain't too sharp, lookie here One more time, uh uh uh Ain't too sharp, ain't too sharp You're just too stupid To let me dance, I wanna prance I got to talk, just let me walk Got to, I've got to, got to, hey Everybody Let me tell the news Everybody Let me tell the news Hey, everybody, uh Let me tell the news Ain't too sharp, ain't too sharp Ain't too sharp, you're just too I wanna dance, I've got to prance I wanna feel the love you deal You've got to feel, yes You've got to, got to I've got to feel, give it to me You've got to let me, uh Uh uh, let me, let me have it Uh uh uh uh....... I've got to, got to, I've got to, uh Uh uh, I've got to, let me I've got to, tell me...... --- Make It Funky (Part 1) What you gonna play now Bobby, I don't know But what's it ever I play It's got to be funky (yeah) One, two, three Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky I got to Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Tell me it is Make it funky So it is Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Got to do it now Make it funky Oh, yes Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky..... Oh, yes, I got to Make it funky Oh, yes, I need to Make it funky I want to say now Make it funky Oh, yes, I got to Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky Make it funky... Make it funky Good God Make it funky Ain't it now Make it funky Make it funky Good God Make it funky Take me home Make it funky To the bridge Make it funky To the bridge Make it funky Don't be so funky I can't help you, Byrd Neck bones Candy yams Turnips It's for the snake It's for the snake Drift straight Cracking bread, ha ha Snap peas Mobile gumbo Hunk of cornbread Buttermilk --- The Payback Hey, gotta, gotta payback Revenge I'm mad Got to get back Need some get back Payback, payback That's it, payback Revenge, I'm mad Get down with my girlfriend That ain't right Hollering, cussing You wanna fight Payback is a thing You got to see Brother, do any Damn thing to me Sold me out for chicken change (Yes, you did) told me that they They had it all arranged You had me down and that's a fact Now you punk, you gotta get Ready for the big payback (The big payback) that's where I am The big payback (the big payback) I can do wheeling I can do dealing (yes, you can) But I don't do no damn squealing I can dig rapping, I'm ready I can dig scrapping But I can't dig That backstabbing (oh, no) Brother, get ready That's a fact Get ready, you Mother For the big payback, hey Let me hit em Hit em, Fred, hit em Hey, hey, Lord You took my money You got my honey Don't want me to see What you doing to me I got to get back I got to deal with you Got to deal with you I gotta deal with you Hey, let me tell you Get down with my woman That ain't right You hollering and cussing You wanna fight Don't do me no darn favor I don't know karate But I know ka-razor (Yes, we do) hey Get ready, that's a fact Get ready, you mother For the big payback (The big payback) Hey, I'm a man, I'm a man I'm a son of a man But don't they tell you Then Papa can Get ready for the big payback Hey, hit me again Lord, Lord, yeah Get ready, I need it I need a hit again Say it once, say it once Hit me again, Lord (The big payback) Sold me out for chicken change Said my woman had it all arranged Trying to make a deal She wants to squeal But I had my boys on her heels Saw me coming, told a lie Went down like you wanted to cry I don't care what she does She'll be doing just like she was Take those kids and raise them up Somebody teach em to be rightous tough Take her, take that woman It's one place she found Just run that mother out of town Make her get up Make her get up, get out Make her get up Make her get up, get out I'm mad, I want revenge I want revenge (the big payback) My patience ends on revenge My patience ends on revenge I want revenge, I want revenge (The big payback) Can I get some hits I need those hits I need those hits, hit me Lord, need those hits Carry on, carry on --- Please, Please, Please Please, please, please, please (Please, please don't go) Please, please, please (Please, please don't go) Honey, please don't go Yeah, oh, yeah, oh I love you so (Please, please don't go) Baby, you did me wrong (You know you done me wrong) Well, well, you done me wrong (You know you done me wrong) Know you done, done me wrong Well, oh, yeah Took my love and now you're gone (Please, please don't go) Please, please, please, please (Please, please don't go) Please, please, please, please (Please, please don't go) Please, please, honey, please I love you so (Please, please don't go) I just wanna hear you say I, I, I (Please, please don't go) I, I, I, I, I, I (Please, please don't go) Honey, please don't go Oh, oh, yeah, oh I love you so (Please, please don't go) Baby, take my hand (Please, please don't go) I wanna be your lover man (Please, please don't go) Oh, yeah, good God almighty Honey, please don't, oh, oh, yeah I love you so (Please, please don't go) Please don't go (Please, please don't go) Please don't go (Please, please don't go) Honey, please, don't go I love you so, please, please (Please, please don't go) --- Say It Loud, I'm Black And I'm Proud Uh, with your bad self (CHORUS) Say it loud I'm black and I'm proud Say it loud I'm black and I'm proud Lookie here Some people say We got a lot of malice Some say it's a lotta nerve But I say we won't quit moving Until we get what we deserve We've been buked And we've been scorned We've been treated bad Talked about as sure As you're born But just as sure as it Takes two eyes to make a pair Brother, we can't quit Until we get our share (CHORUS) One more time Say it loud I'm black and I'm proud I've worked on jobs With my feet and my hands But all the work I did Was for the other men And all we demands a chance To do things for ourselves We're tired of beating Our heads against the wall And working for someone else (CHORUS) 2X Oowee, you're killing me All right, uh, you're out of sight All right, so tough You're tough enough Oowee, you're killing me (CHORUS) And all we demands a chance To do things for ourselves We're tired of beating Our headd against the wall And working for someone else Lookie here There's one thing more I got to say right here Now, now we're people We're like the birds and the bees And we'd rather die on our feet Than keep living on our knees (CHORUS) Say it loud I'm black and I'm proud Lody, Lordy, Lordy Say it loud I'm black and I'm proud All right now, Lord You know we can do the boogaloo Now we can say we Do the Funky Broadway..... --- Sexy, Sexy, Sexy Hey, yeah She's sexy, sexy, sexy She's sexy, sexy, sexy Cause she's just, she's Just sexy, sexy, sexy That's what she is Ooo wee, sexy, sexy, sexy Hey, let her name ring Cause I know I got a good thing Don't turn off the lights To watch her dress Makes you appreciate a sister Now, dig that mess She's sexy, sexy That's what she is Can't get enough That makes me rough Love me tender, good God She got giant hips Got chicken lips You see, a dog don't want a bone That's why he buries it Don't talk about a Thing I don't know about (mumble) that's what I got Cause she's just sexy, sexy She's sexy, sexy, sexy All right Now baby, bring Your good thing home Now baby, bring Your good thing home Soul sister If you got a man That be his job to fulfill Don't waste your time Bring it to a man that will If you're sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy Only, only, only if you're sexy Sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy All right --- Soul Power Know we need it (Soul power) We got to have it (Soul power) Know we want it (Soul power) Got to have it (Soul power) Give it to me (Soul power) Hey, you need it (Soul power) We want it (Soul power) Got to have it (Soul power) I wanna get Under your skin If I get there I got to win You need some soul Come on and get some And then you'll know Where I'm coming from A man, a man Unacompanied can go along But Im still on the case And my rap is strong Go jump on my train When I'm outta sight Just check yourself and say Yeah, you're right Hey, hit me Give it, put it there Love me tender Said love me slow If that don't get it Go back for more Love me tender Love me slow If that don't get it Go back for more Lookie here, you gotta get In the bracket You know that I like it All right Lookie, all right A ball on the ground You gotta get down Down, down, down, down A ball on the ground You gotta get down Down, down, down, down Good God I got the attitude What you need (Soul power) What we want (Soul power) I have (soul power) What we want (Soul power) What we missing (Soul power) What we missing (Soul power) What we want (Soul power) What we need (Soul power) Hit me Love me tender Love me slow I don't care if you Come back for more --- Stoned To The Bone Ooh, ooh, ooh I got a good thing Ain't gonna give it up I got a mighty good thing Ain't gonna give it up Girl I got just won't quit She won't stop loving For just a little bit She's fine as wine She's just my kind That ever so fine Wanna make me blow my mind I got a good thing Ain't gonna give it up I got a mighty good thing Ain't gonna give it up She knows how to love me When I'm feeling bad She knows how to send me She makes me feel so glad She's my sex machine She knows just what to do She knows how to love me ?? Squeeze me when I'm feeling bad She knows how to send me She make me feel so glad I got a good thing I ain't gonna let her go I got a pretty good thing Ain't gonna give it up She knows how to love me When I'm feeling bad She knows how to send me She makes me feel so glad She picks me up Never lets me down She brings me up Hey, I got a mighty good thing Ain't gonna give it up Know I got my sex machine Ain't gonna give it up Do you want a good thing Don't have to give it up Do you need a good thing Ain't gonna give it Everybody got a good thing They ain't gonna give it up It's my thing I ain't gonna give it up My thing I will not give it up It's my thing I ain't gonna give it up Can I holler, let me know Can I holler, can I holler Can I holler, can I holler Can I holler, let me holler Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey I wanna play funky.... --- Super Bad Watch me, watch me I got it, watch me I got it, hey I got something that Makes me wanna shout I got something that tells me What it's all about I got soul and I'm super bad I got soul and I'm super bad Now I got a move That tells me what to do Sometimes I tease Now I got a move That tells me what to do Sometimes I feel so nice I wanna try myself with you I got soul and I'm super bad I'm a lover, I love to do my thing And I don't need no one else Sometimes I feel so nice, good God I jump back, I wanna kiss myself I got soul and I'm super bad Hey, I said I'm super bad Bridge, come on Up and down And round and round Up and down, all around Right on, people Let it all hang out If you don't Brothers and sisters Then you won't know What it's all about Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, yeah Come on I got the something That makes me wanna shout I got that thing that Tells me what it's all about I got soul and I'm super bad --- There It Is Ow, there it is Hey, soul, soul Need a taste Mine is right, yeah In the right place You're doing your do Like you want to be Give up trying to Run a game on me Then dig it From the real side Stand, sure nuff Be satisfied Meet at the big house Get down Let everybody know Let everybody know My main squeeze Just hit the town Get up, do Do what you can Get up, do what you can For the world to see Games don't mean Nothing to me You can't run A game on me Don't mean a thing to me Don't mean a thing Hey, hit it Come on, uh ??? Wipe the sweat Gonna have some fun Time's getting short We got to move But in the meantime Mama, we got to groove Hey, long as you see Can't run a game on me Long as you see Games don't mean A thing to me Long as you see Hey, hey, hey Hit it Hit it, hit it Hit it, hit it Hit it Then dig it From the real side Stand, sure nuff And de satisfied Meet at the big house Where we all get down Let everybody know The main man Just hit the town Got a main man We got a main man I got the main man And get up, do what you can Get up, do what you can You can't run a game Mean nothing to me Get up, do it Get up, do it You got to know it So you can do it Laying the cut Gang gonna do it Hey, hit it..... (More of the same, etc)..... --- Try Me Try me (try me) Try me (try me) Darling, tell me I need you Try me (try me) Try me (try me) And your love will always be true Oh, I need you (I need you) Hold me (hold me) hold me (hold me) I want you right here by my side Hold me (hold me) hold me (hold me) And your love, we won't hide Oh, I need you (I need you) Oh, I need you (I need you) Oh, oh, walk with me (walk with me) Talk with me (talk with me) I want you to stop My heart from crying Walk with me (walk with me) Talk with me (talk with me) And your love stop My heart from dying Oh, I need you (I need you) --- link: http://www.top40db.net/Find/Songs.asp?By=Artist&ID=945&Match=James+Brown http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/james_brown/