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PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Brown
James Brown
Vocals
Bobby Byrd
Bobby Byrd
Organ
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Bass Guitar
Phelps "Catfish" Collins
Phelps "Catfish" Collins
Guitar
John Starks
John Starks
Drums
Johnny Griggs
Johnny Griggs
Congas
Robert McCollough
Robert McCollough
Tenor Saxophone
Clayton Gunnels
Clayton Gunnels
Trumpet
Darryl Jamison
Darryl Jamison
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Brown
James Brown
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Brown
James Brown
Producer
Ronald Lenhoff
Ronald Lenhoff
Engineer

Lyrics

Watch me, watch me!
I got it!
Watch me, I got it
Hey!
I got somethin' that makes me want to shout
I got somethin' that tells me what it's all about
Huh, I got soul and I'm super bad!
I've got soul and I'm super bad
Huh
Now I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes it's easy, ha
Now I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice, I want to try myself with you
Ha, ha
I got soul and I'm super bad
Ha
I love, I love to do my thing
Ha... and I, and I don't need, no one else
Sometimes I feels so nice, good god
I jump back, I want to kiss myself
I've got soul, huh, and I'm super bad
Hey
I said I'm super bad
Bridge, come on
Slap it down
And round and round
Up and down
All around
Right-on people
Huh, let it all hang out
If you don't brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Heeeeey
Uh, come on!
I got the something that makes me want to shout
I got that thing that tells me what it's all about
I got soul, ha, and I'm super bad!
I got the move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice, I said I want to try myself with you
Ha
I, I, I, I
I got soul, and I'm super bad
Bridge, hit me
Slap it down
And all around
Right-on people
Huh, let it all hang out
If you don't brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Huh, come on
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Said I'm super bad
A super bad brother
Super bad
Super bad
Good God!
Super bad
Super bad
Come on
A super bad
Be super bad
Be super bad
Be super bad
Bridge, come on
Up and down
And all around
Right-on people
Huh, let it all hang out
If you don't brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Written by: James Brown
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