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 d**h It's in my shake
About to work me to d**h
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