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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Vocals
Casper
Casper
Bass
Boogie
Boogie
Drums
Frankie Kash Waddy
Frankie Kash Waddy
Drums
Gary Cooper
Gary Cooper
Vocals
Gary Shider
Gary Shider
Guitar
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Keyboards
Fredrick Allen
Fredrick Allen
Keyboards
Michael Hampton
Michael Hampton
Keyboards
Maceo Parker
Maceo Parker
Saxophone
Michael Brecker
Michael Brecker
Saxophone
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Trombone
Rick Gardner
Rick Gardner
Trumpet
Leslyn Bailey
Leslyn Bailey
Vocals
Randy Brecker
Randy Brecker
Trumpet
Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Songwriter
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Producer
George Clinton
George Clinton
Producer
J. Vitti
J. Vitti
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hallelujah
They call me Casper
Not the friendly ghost
But the Holy Ghost, dig
And I'm here
To make ya shout
Glory be to the one
Who knows what the funk's about, y'all
[Verse 2]
Like the ridin' rhythm
Only if you can stand
The elastic music
Of my Rubber Band
I'm gonna hit you with the one
And glory be, the funk's on me, cuz dig
This is Casper here, and I'm callin' short distance, baby
I'm gonna hit you with the one on the fun
Boo
[Verse 3]
We're stretchin' out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band
(Hang on)
We're stretchin' out, spreadin' funk all across the land
(Watch out now, baby)
We're stretchin out (Gimme some), what you see and hear is real
(Hit me)
We're stretchin' out, and the real you're gonna feel (Dig)
[Verse 4]
So you un-funky folk, lemme come outta my sheet
Mm, so you can see what I'm doin'
Dig
[Verse 5]
We like to party (Party, baby)
You like to party
We like to party (Hold it)
You like to party (Stretchin' out, baby)
We like to party
You like to party (Oh, just gimme room)
We like to party (Watch out)
[Verse 6]
Oh, gettin' nasty on you, baby
Gon' scare the funk out you, hit me
Oh, glory be, the funk's on me
I gotta get it loose, baby
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog
Oh, cryin' baby, boo
[Verse 7]
Oh, this is Casper here
I just wanna whisper in your ear
I'm callin' short distance, baby
From me to you with a friendly boo
That's all, baby
Just a friendly boo
Boo
Oh, play on, bubba
Yeah, liquid, liquid, baby
Stretchin'
[Verse 8]
We like to party (Come on, y'all)
You like to party (Do you?)
We like to party (Gotta shake some of this funk loose)
You like to party (Hit me)
We like to party (Come on, y'all)
You like to party
We like to party
[Verse 9]
Aw, my name is Casper
We're stretchin' out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band
(Kinda funny when I wanna be)
We're stretchin' out, spreadin' funk all across the land
(And I'm funky otherwise, baby)
We're stretchin' out, what you see and hear is real
(Oh, glory be)
We're stretchin' out, and the real you're gonna feel (Funk's on me)
[Verse 10]
Hallelujah
I feel so good being able to talk to you right now
Boo
Oh, we gon' get nasty now
Hallelujah
They call me Casper, the friendly ghost
But I'm the Holy Ghost, baby
Watch out, I get under you skin, cuz, dig
Watch out now, let me loose
You let the cat out the bag, baby
I'm gonna rain some funk on you
I gotta come out my sheet, let me see what I'm doin'
Hey, all you innocent bystanders
Come here, and look under here
[Verse 11]
We like to party (That's what we like to do)
You like to party
We like to party (Come up under my sheet)
You like to party (With me, baby, party)
We like to party
You like to party
We like to party
[Verse 12]
You gotta shoot your shot
To get what you want
What you got
Shoot your shot
[Verse 13]
We're stretchin' out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band
We're stretchin' out, spreadin' funk all across the land
We're stretchin' out, what you see and hear is real
We're stretchin' out, and the real we're gonna feel (Oh, glory be)
[Verse 14]
Oh, the Funk's on me
You want some?
It's gonna raise the funk, 40 days (We like to party)
You better get it tonight, baby (We like to party)
'Cause it might just fade away, right on, baby
(We like to party) Right on, baby
(We like to party) Oh, glory be
[Verse 15]
We're stretchin' out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band
We're stretchin' out, spreadin' funk all across the land
(Gettin' funky is the way I wanna be, hit me)
We're stretchin' out, what you see and hear is real
We're stretchin' out, and the real you're gonna feel
[Verse 16]
Hello, baby, this is Casper again
Calling a short distance, baby, just a minute
From the microphone to the speaker, drop it to me
Don't put me on hold, play me on your radio
Drop it to me, baby
You hear me? Check me out
Written by: George Clinton, William Collins
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