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