1, 2, 3 o' clock, 4 o' clock, rock. 5, 6, 7 o' clock, 8 o' clock, rock. 9, 10, 11 o' clock, 12 o' clock, rock. Gonna rock, rock, rock around the clock.
When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall. And in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call. Telling me I need a girl who's as sweet as a dove.
Ain't nobody as hot as us. East side, west side, north side, south side. Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the building. It's time for some of that ol', that good ol'.
Not supposed to talk about it. Analyze it. We should be there together. With our hearts in our hands. We should feel it, come together. Like the wave meets the sand.
G, G, G, G, G, G Get. . Down, to the rhythm that'll rock the walls. Go sporting and Jordan's and I'm on the balls. Don't lacking I'm black but I'm not ?Lou Wrong?.
You have no idea how much I love you. What I would do for your natural touch. And you have no idea just how I'd hold you. When I am woken from a dream, something bad had happened to us.
(What I sense). . As far as I know, baby, you can see. As far as I go, funky baby, digging deep inside of me. . Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
Check it out. I break a nigga down ugly like Coke, up on the scale. Next step throw a stack up on the third rail. The undisputed, I'm never ever diluted or polluted.
You lose your way. You've gotta land. You've gotta make another plan. But sometimes I am too tired. . You've gotta smile. You've gotta play. You've gotta work another day.
Yeah. (Bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk). Yeah, and it's the funkadelic relic. (Bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk). Yeah, and it's the funkadelic relic.
You lose your way, you've gotta land. You've gotta make another plan. But sometimes I am too tired. . You gotta smile, you've gotta play. You've gotta work another day.
The six dick pimp is just doing his job. Making sure that business isn't going under. He's got the studs lined up in their stalls. Put a couple of bills in, you see six minutes of balls.
Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool. Soakin' wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool. Yo what am I, an animal?. 'Cuz I bagged your's too. . One bad mooley, and you can get pants, schooly.
Wild thing. You make my heart sing. You make everything groovy. C'mon, wild thing. . Wild thing, I think, I love you. But I wanna know for sure. Come on and hold me tight.
Bitch!. Brick city, yo. Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young. I ate paint chips the rare moon. That pair mics, my maintenance. I battle you and then me and meth exchange shifts.
Aye. . Somebody bout to have a baby to this one, yeah. I think you, I think you need to go and grab your baby ohh. . See I want to love you in every way, touch you caress you let you do the same..
If you ask me why I lie to you. I can tell you I don't know myself. It's amazingly dishonest. But I'd have to recognize it as part of myself. . Straighten up, why can't you straighten up?.
We doing a hundred on the highway, switchin lane after lane. If the po po come then let em, aint no stopping today. We brought out them horses tonight, the big blocks.
Get a load of me, get a load of you. Walkin' down the street and I hardly know you. (Hardly know you). It's just like we were meant to be. . Holding hands with you, when we're out at night.
Got somebody she's a beauty. Very special really and truly. Take good care of me like it's her duty. Want you right by my side night and day. . No letting go no holding back.