Feeling Groovy

Can’t believe I never seen ya
Over there looking like an 8th Street Latina
So I hope you’re down… cause I think you’re groovy!
Groovy from head to toe (you move me)
And I had to let you know (excuse me)
Is there a place we can go
Cause I don’t take it slow?
And I’m in a frenzy
Groovy like the '70s (I wasn’t there but)
Groovy like the memory
(Who cares but) is there a place we can go?
Cause I don’t take it slow
I was standing in th back of the crowd
Smoking Black and-a Mild
Cause I’m black and I’m proud
When I saw you from th back
In the back of the aisle
And I couldn’t back-back when you glanced with a smile
Fuck my kids
Fuck my wife
Fuck my life
Fuck it all
I don’t need no advice, for real
If there’s one person that’s felt how I feel
It’s Bobby Brown
So, I hope you’re down… cause I think you’re groovy!
Groovy from head to toe (you move me)
And I had to let you know (excuse me)
Is there a place we can go cause I don’t take it slow?
And I’m in a frenzy
Groovy like the '70s
(I wasn’t there but) groovy like the memory
(Who cares but) is there a place we can go?
Cause I don’t take it slow
When I saw you from the back, it was wild
But when I saw you from the front
I couldn’t front
I knew that you would have my child
I don’t even give a damn who’s around
We can do this all alone without the static
I’m-trying not-to panic
I’m-trying to-stay calm…
But if there’s one sound that could describe
How I feel right now then it’s probably an alarm!
So, come grab my arm… cause I think you’re groovy
Groovy from head to toe (you move me)
And I had to let you know (excuse me)
Is there a place we can go cause I don’t take it slow?
And I’m in a frenzy
Groovy like the '70s
(I wasn’t there but) groovy like the memory
(Who cares but) is there a place we can go?
Cause I don’t take it slow