Let's Take It to the Stage

Doin' it to the max
Slick Brick! How’s your loose booty?
Laughin' atcha
Let me tighten it up Get it on Yeah
Everybody funking and don’t know how
They shoulda seen the bull when he funked the cow
He funked her so hard they saw some smoke
He said, let’s get in the bed and funk like folks
Laughin' at ya (ha!)
Funk used to be a bad word
(sung by the group, interspersed with stuff from George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
Laughin atcha!
(Say it loud!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(I'm funky and I’m proud)
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back
(Talking 'bout you the Godfather)
Laughin atcha!
(Godmother!)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Grandfather! Heh!)
Finger on the trigger
(Fool and the Gang!)
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(They call us the funk mob!)
Laughin atcha!
(Dig!)
(Get it on)
Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some thc
Along came a spider, slid down beside her
Said: what’s in the bag bitch
She said I’m laughin' at ya, ha, ha!
(Hey Fool and the Gang!)
Funk used to be a bad word
(Let's get it on! Let’s take it to the stage)
Motherfunk you
Hit it!
Sittin in the woods upon a log
(Good god!)
Finger on the trigger
My eyes on a hog
And I sat back.
(Earth, hot air, and no fire)
Laughin atcha!
(They call us the fun