Lyrics

Hit it How you feeling brother? (Feelin' good) You feel good? (Feelin' good, let's groove it) Play so much bone, brother How you feelin' man? (I feel alright) I called your name, I don't want the people to know you're in here How you feelin' fellas? (Alright) Yeah, jam, you're getting down Look here We're gonna have a funky time We're gonna have a funky time We're gonna have a funky time We're gonna have a funky time Take 'em up, Fred We've gotta take you higher Alright We're gon' do it again, you wanna do it again? We've gotta take it higher Brother (yeah?) Now I want everybody, just Fred, to blow up my two choruses And then I wanna wave in, going sure like we did just now, alright? Come and get that fella with the lil' horn over there Fred, can you take us higher, take us higher Fred, Fred, Fred Give it up for our Fred You know what, when I hear blues like this groove Oh, I said I've gotta take it higher Yeah baby, yeah, yeah Like way up yonder, man Here's the thing, here's the thing Lookie here, someone's got a groove like this You know, you know, no I need the grit Got the grit on the guitar Got the grit, get the job Got the job, need the grit Got the bit, now Fred You know, I've a dream every time, brother I'm gettin' ready to wave y'all in, you know what I feel so down, I need to get down In order for me to get down, I gotta get in deep In order for me to get down, I gotta get in deep Need to get in deep Dub the deep Down deep, funky beat Sacred beat, downbeat Get on down Morgan laugh, he like it I know you can think about makin' the big M Lookie here, look at that, you over there You better sing one verse first What we gotta do? We gotta have a funky time, oh yeah We gotta have a funky time (oh yeah) We gotta have a funky time (I didn't know you were singin', Fred) (We gotta have a funky time) come on, so much brother, don't moan so much We gotta have a funky time (take 'em out there) We've gotta take you higher Wait a minute, now who you said that was over there? I know that I've seen him somewhere Is that Macy O? Doing everything over there Macy who? Macy O, you don't like it Macy O, won't you float Oh yeah, Macy O, c'mon, brother! You make it, brother Yeah, you back brother, you back Look at him Now Macy, Macy O, brother Macy O, oh brother Macy O I got the blow, Macy O Come here quick, gotta get you quick Gotta get you, gotta get you quick And bring me that liquid stick, bring it home, bring it, bring it We've gotta take it higher I wanna have a good time, I wanna get down Wait a minute We've gotta take it higher You've got a funny little horn you playin' with Macy O, Macy O, wait a minute! I bet you can't play I bet you can't play that little funny horn behind you? Can you play that little horn? Come on over here and play with me brother, you gotta get up (I'll play down here, how's that? I'm gon' play way down here) Look it, hey man, calendar shine, you know what I mean Look it here, okay, brother Make it tall, bring it down Macy O, Macy O Why you couldn't blow Make a song, make it soul, I wanna hear it from below Macy O, blow slow Can you make a song fellas, like, like this Gotta have a funky time Gotta have a funky time Gotta have a funky time Gotta have a funky time You know what, you know what, I like that, wait a minute Wait a minute, mister Give 'em a little bit of west And now we make sure to give 'em a little bit of truth Get down here, brother, you got it Shots, ship lights The heart The whole heart
Writer(s): James Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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