Mommy, What's a Funkadelic?

Mommy, What's a Funkadelic?
If you will suck my soul
I will lick your funky emotions
(Hey baby, hey...had something last night...man, it was strange...it taste so good...it was some good stuff)
Do it again
Hey baby
What's your thang?
What say we touch each other?
Mess around and get our thing goin' on
Yeah, ha, ha, ha!
Ohh, ohh
Whoa!
Yeah

By the way, my name is Funk
I am not of your world
Hold still, baby, I won't do you no harm
I think I'll be good to you
Fly on
Whoa
Lord!
Like I said, I won't do you no harm
I am Funkadelic
Dedicated to the feeling of good
And baby, I'm good at being good
Let me play with your emotions
For nothing is good unless you play with it
Fly on, fly on, baby
So...nasty!
I didn't make the rules
I follow them
And what's so nasty about funky music?
Feels good to me!
Lord!
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!
(x4)
Wait a minute
Do you feel that?
Lord, Lord, baby
Fly on, fly on, baby
Let me kiss your mind
Let me slide a yard of tongue down your throat
There's nothing wrong with that
Merely a kiss
Why is everyone afraid to say:
Kiss me baby! (make it)
Kiss me baby!

Kiss me
I like it like that
I like it like that
Owww!
Play with it, baby
Play with it
Play with your emotions
Go ahead, brother
Release all of those feelings
We don't need no words
Just feelings
Do it again brother, oh!
One more time, oh!
I recall when I left a little town in North Carolina
I tried to escape this music
I said it was for the old country folks
I went to New York
Got slick
Got my hair made
I was cool, I was cool
But I had no groove
No groove
I had no groove
But here it comes!
But now, fly on baby
Here it comes
Fly on baby
You got it
Dig (x6)
Dig, baby
You got it
You got it now
You got it
Fly on
Fly on sisters
Play on brothers
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba ba
Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!
(x2)
Can you feel that baby
It's called Funkadelic music
It will blow your funky mind
(rolling on the one, tape's in motion)