George Clinton - Take Your Dead Ass Home! (Say Som'n Nasty) lyrics

{spoken} (what about the woodpecker thing?) Yeah, they call me the kid Sexy man But I know nothing about the great big H I'd watch that football game while the hornies occupied my day I never peeped to where she was coming from When she'd say, "Though you're here, I'm all alone" Then she made it perfectly clear With some inspiring words in a song, dig: {sung:} If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (now light my fire, baby!) If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (a-flick-a my Bic, even!) If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (I'd love to play in your tidy bowl) Ha, ha whoo-eee! There once was a man from Peru Who went to sleep in his canoe He was dreaming of Venus And took out his penis And woke up with a handfull of goo Put your foot on the rock! OK bye! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii! (x2) There once was some freaks from L.A. (who) Who came to New York to play They was busted by the p**y posse And the prosecutor popped them in the pen Put your foot on the rock Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii! Well, flick-a my Bic, baby! If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (x5) Well, light my fire baby, flick-a my Bic I'll come if you call There once was a man from Peru Who went to sleep in his canoe (say somethin' nasty!) He was dreaming of Fifi And took out his peepee And woke up with a handfull of goo Put your foot on the rock! Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ohh! There once was some freaks from L.A. (and what'd they do?) Who came to New York to play (yeah?) They was busted by the p**y posse (p**y who?) And the prosecutor popped them in the pen There once was some freaks from L.A Who came to New York to play (say somethin' nasty) They was busted by the p**y posse And the prosecutor popped them in the pen Get off your a** and jam! Oh they call me the kid Let's get it on, y'all If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (come on baby!) If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (x4) It's only rock n' roll If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (x5) Now, what did you say? If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (x6) {spoken:} (turn the drums up a little for me...yeah!) (We're gonna do it one more time, and I want everybody) (Y'all ready?) (Are you ready? I'm ready?) (Hit it!) {sung:} If you ain't gonna get it on Take your dead a** home (x15) (come here, ladies. Move in close!)