Hey, do it now Once I was a boogie singer Playin' in a rock & roll band I never had no problems Burnin' down one night stands And everything around me Got to stop to feelin' so low And I decided quickly Yes, I did To disco down and check out the show They was Dancin' and singin' And movin' to the groovin' And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die Till you die I tried to understand this I thought that they were out of their minds How could I be so foolish How could I To not see I was the one behind So still I kept on fighting Losing every step of the way I said I must go back there (I got to go back here) And check to see if things still the same Yeah they were dancin', and singin' And movin' to the groovin' And just when, it hit me Somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die Till you die, oh till you die Gonna play some electrified funky music Hey, wait a minute Now first it wasn't easy Changin' rock & roll and minds And things were getting shaky I thought I'd have to leave it behind But now its so much better It's so much better I'm funking out in every way But I'll never lose that feelin' No, I won't Of how I learned my lesson that day When they were Dancin' and singin' And movin' to the groovin' And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die Till you die Oh till you die (They shouted: Play that funky music) play that funky music (Play that funky music) you gotta keep on playing funky music (Play that funky music) play that funky music (Play that funky music) come on and take you higher Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right, yeah Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right, yeah Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right, yeah Play that funky music, honky Play that funky music right
Lowdown Baby's into running around Hanging with the crowd Putting your business in the street talking out loud Saying you bought her this and that And how much you done spent I swear she must believe it's all heaven sent Hey boy, you better bring the chick around To the sad sad truth, the dirty lowdown (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) taught her how to talk like that (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) gave her that big idea Nothing you can't handle, nothing you ain't got Put the money on the table and drive it off the lot Turn on that ole lovelight and turn a maybe to a yes Same old schoolboy game got you into this mess Hey son better get back to town Face the sad old truth, the dirty lowdown (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) put those ideas in your head (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) yeah Come on back down little son Dig the low low, low low lowdown You ain't got to be so bad got to be so cold This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old Got to have a Jones for this jones for that This running with the Joneses boy Just ain't where it's at You gonna come back around To the sad sad truth, the dirty lowdown (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) got you thinking like that boy (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) I wonder wonder wonder wonder who (Who) I wonder wonder wonder wonder who (Who) Oh look out for that lowdown (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) That dirty dirty dirty dirty lowdown (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) got you thinking like that boy Got you think to find the way (Who I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder who) Lookin' at I wonder wonder wonder who
So much desire in the world today So much of everything you can't give it away You could be happy but you're feeling so bad About what you never have Because you can't look at nothing without wanting it And you know that's the truth There's always some scene you think you got to break into Or a new sensation to intoxicate you Ain't it a drag Staring through the glass at something doesn't touch you really Or bring you laughter or roses or stroke your hair so tenderly Desire Stealing you away from me Desire You're living in a dream Desire Is getting the best of you Who was it told you You have to have everything you see Same one who sold you that last fantasy Roll up your sleeves and use those hands for something That's gonna work for you baby To fill your arms and your heart with joy
I was cutting the rug Down at a place called The Jug With a girl named Linda Lu When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who. He said, "Hey there fellow, With the hair colored yellow, Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you." I was scared and fearing for my life. I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree. 'Cause he was lean, mean, Big and bad, Lord, Pointin' that gun at me. I said, "Wait a minute, mister, I didn't even kiss her. Don't want no trouble with you. And I know you don't owe me But I wish you'd let me Ask one favor from you." "Won't you give me three steps, Gimme three steps mister, Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps Gimme three steps mister, And you'll never see me no more." Well the crowd cleared away And I began to pray As the water fell on the floor. And I'm telling you son, Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four. Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu And that's the break I was looking for. And you could hear me screaming a mile away As I was headed out towards the door. "Won't you give me three steps, Gimme three steps mister, Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps Gimme three steps mister, And you'll never see me no more."
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