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A toast to the booty |
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Feel that, do that |
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For how else can you capture a boogie |
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If you don't attack from the back |
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To the rear, march |
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My name is the one |
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Some people call me the funk |
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Here's a toast to the boogie! |
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Said my name is the one |
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Some people call me the funk, oh |
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I'll toast to that |
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And when I find a vacant booty |
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I move right in on the rump, ooh |
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I'm like a camel |
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Humpin' to please |
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I'm up to my hump in funk, yeah |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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I've got jam in my knee |
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And I'm ready to spread |
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All around the world for the funk |
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I'll toast to that |
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We don't cut in |
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We just butt in |
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So baby, may I have this dance? |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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We'll dance to that |
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Bottoms up |
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I'll toast to that |
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I'll toast to that |
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Bottoms up! |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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We'll funk to that, bottoms up |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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We'll funk to that, bottoms up |
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Oww, my name is the one |
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Some people call me the funk |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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Said my name is the one |
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Some people call me the funk |
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I'll toast to that |
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And when I find a vacant booty |
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I move right in on the rump |
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(Move in on the rump) |
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I'm like a camel |
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Double-humpin' to please |
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I am up to my hump in my funk |
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Here's a toast to the boogie |
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I've got jam in my knees |
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And I'm ready to spread |
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All around the world for the funk |
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All around the world for the funk |
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I am Sir Nose |
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D'Voidoffunk |
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(Double-humpin' to please) |
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And I will never dance |
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Prepare to meet your end, Starchild |
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For a tail is nothing but a long booty |
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And this is a tale that I win in the end |
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And I have pinned the tail on the funky |
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And you shall dwell in the maze of the mule forever, Starchild |
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Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss, Starchild |
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Humdrum, tweedle-dee-dee dum, Starchild |
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And I have made a jackass out of the funk |
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Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss |
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I, Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk |
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Shall never dance! |
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Yo ho, yourself, Starchild |
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Where's your flash light? |
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Where's your bop gun? |
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Where's the doctor, Starchild? |
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Better tell him to come and make me a house call, Starchild |
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Oh, mule-mo, oh duckypuss |
