Funky - The Chambers Brothers

Mama’s in her kitchen

She’s stirrin' in a pot

Daddy’s sittin' waiting to see what she’s got

He’s sitting by the fireplace with his hands on his

Knees

He looked around at mama said, «Hey, you better come

See about me.»

Let’s get funky

Yea, get it on

Right on

Now every time I see you

You know you’re lookin' cool

You’re lookin' like you want to do it

But, you ain’t got the tools

I wanna teach you somethin' that’s not from the Golden

Rule

This is something baby that you can’t learn in school

Let’s get funky

Yea, get it on

Right on

Let’s get funky, yea

Baby, get it on

Right on

Right on

Get it on, get it on

Right on

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Right on

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Right on

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Right on

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Right on

Do it, do it, do it.

Right on

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Whooo

I know you had your trip down on funky broadway street

But this is a diff’rent thing with a whole diff’rent

Meaning

It matters not where you been

But where you wanna go

If the music moves you just get on the floor

And let’s get funky

Get it on

Right on

Let’s get funky

Baby, get it on

Right on

Right on

Let’s get funky

Get it on

Right on