Funky Family

Look to the left, look to the right

Something’s always keeping me up at night

I wanna burn my money, Grow my hair long

Play my beat up guitar, while my baby sings along

Come on, Come on

Everybody sing a long

Doo, Doos 2x

All I ever need, is a little bit of love and a big ol’ funky family

My next door neighbor his name is Phil

He talks real fast, like a Coupe de Ville

He’s from Tuscaloosa and that’s a fact

He’s out back getting jacked in his Cadillac

Ain’t nothing wrong (Come on, come on)

Ol’ Phil’s just-a singing his song

Doo Doos 2x

All he ever needs, is a little bit of love and a (his) big ol’ funky family

Solo - Doo Doos

I got a gal named Sunday Monday

She said I’m gonna be a big star someday

She works all day from Six to Nine

I’m so glad (happy) that Sunday’s mine

Come on, come on

I can’t wait to take my sweet Sunday Monday home

Doo Doos

All she ever needs, is a little bit of love and a big ol’ funky family

All we ever need, is a little bit of love and a big ol’ funky family

Doo Doos