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The Funk Is Real !
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Let me tell you a story bout a crazy old man

He lived behind the trailer by the river in a van

they called him Crazy Willie cause he speaks in a rhyme

but everyone wants to hang out with Willie cause he's areally, 

really good time 

 

Crazy Willie, yeah Crazy Willie

 

Now  Willie takes a walk and finds himself in a jam

he walked right through a window fell six strories on a van

the jaws of life aarived and tried to pry poor Willie lose

But when the look inside they find there's Willie just suckin on 

some hootch

(Chorus)

 

Now Willie trys to hitch across the U.S. of A.

from N.Y.C. to Waco, Tx. in just one single day

he walked to Washington D.C. and srarted a campaign

sceamin Crazy Willie for president in the pouring sreamin rain

(Chorus)

 

Willie finds a home made pipe bomb right in his own back yard

He put that sucker right in his mouth just like a fat cigar

He lights it up, takes a hit and says: "This is the Bomb"

Now Willie's spread from coast to coast poor Willie's really gone

(Chorus)

 
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Crazy Willie
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Kiss My Ass
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People try n tell me that you cant do this,

Then they try n tell me that you cant do that.

I’m getting sick n tired of being treated that way,

So I turn around n tell m do the Jump Back Jack.

I know that’s not too cool, but I still feel the way that I feel. You can call me a fool, 

but I know that it’s my name that they’re gonna trash so I just tell m to

                           Kiss My Ass

I went to work just the other day, ran into my boss,

He said; “I got something to say� “Boy if ya moved any slower you’d be movin 

backwards in time� in many other words I asked him to smooch my behind

    I know that’s not too cool. But I still feel the way that I feel. People call me a fool. 

I aint livin my life behind a mask, so I just told my boss to:

KISS MY  ASS                                                               

 

  Well I was motivatin down the road the other day, when a big Mack truck try to 

climb right up my A

I sez: Yo slow down you’re gonna kill someone ya jerk when he flips me the bird and 

sez; “Sorry, late for work. I know it aint right It’s hardly even cool. I should just 

restrain myself. But this was movin way too fast so I asked him to: 

Kiss My Ass

                            

 

Big Fat Elvis
Im drivin big cars Im smokin fat cigars, hangin out with 21st century movie stars

start to grind your hips and wiggle your pelvis its time get on up and do the

Big Fat Elvis

yeah shake your big butt around

the Big Fat Elis baby, yea you know the sound.

 

Yea we’re playin big shows from Texas to Kokamo headin on

out to Las Vegas

yea then after the show we’ll get a lotta pizza to go so get up on that floor and do the

(Chorus)

 

Yea play that rock n roll baby play the saxophone

shake it up get it lose and get it rockin

ya gotta twitch it from yer hips ya gotta shake it from yer lips so get up on that floor and do the

 Big Fat Elvis

(chorus)

 

 

 

BOOGIE WOOGIE ROAD 
 IM TAKIN A LITTLE TRIP DOWN TO

MUSCLE SHOALS

 GOT A GUITAR ON MY HIP, TRANSISTOR RADIO

IM LOOKIN FOR THAT PLACE WHERE THE

FUNKY HIPSTERS GO,  ITS A BOOGIE BLOOZY

FEELIN WITH A SIDE OF ROCK N ROLL

 

(pre cho) WALK UP TO THE SWEET, SWEET SOUND AS THE BIRDIES BLOW

 YOU KNOW THEY GOT

THE FLOW THEY'RE TRADIN FOURS FROM

SHORE TO SHORE. GAS UP THE PICK-UP TRUCK

SET THE CRUISE CONTROL, CAUSE WERE GOIN

TO THAT PLACE CALLED THE BOOGIE WOOGIE

ROAD ROCK ON
TEX SEX
 I WOKE UP IN THE MORNIN SOUTH THE TEXAS  LINE
 
, I SAID LOOKIE HERE IM LOOKIN FOR A REAL GOOD TIME.

THERES SOME WILD BUCKIN BRONCOS DOWN BY THE RIO GRANDE. 

I HEAR THE GIRLS AY DOWN IN TEXAS KNOW HOW TO TREAT A 

MAN.

  THERES SOMPIN BOUT TEXAS THAT DRIVES A MAN INSANE. IM 

HEADIN WAY DOWN SOUTH ALMOST TO MEXICO. ..CAUSE 

EVERYBODY KNOWS......THE BEST SEX IS IN TEXAS.

 

  FROM EL PASO DOWN TO HOUSTON,

SAN ANTONE, DALLAS TOO.

THE SEX IS EVEN BETTER IF YA LIKE TO

BARBAQUE. THERES SOMETHIN WILD N RAUNCHY BOUT THE LONE 

STAR STATE.

I THINK ILL MOVE TO TEXAS AN FIND MYSELF A MATE.

 

                      BRIDGE, CHORUS

 

SO I THINK ILL GO DOWN TO TEXAS YEA I THINK I'LL GO TWICE

I'M GOIN WAY DOWN SOUTH CAUSE THE GIRLS ARE REALLY NICE.

THERE'S SOMETHIN WILD N RAUNCHY BOUT THE LONE STAR STATE

I'LL THINK I'LL MOVE TO TEXAS AND

FIND MYSELF A MATE

 

BRIDGE

CHORUS

Gamblin Man Blues
Woke up in the mornin smoked a cigarette.

Jump inside my car it's to the track to place a bet.

Put 50 bucks on Hee Haw win place or show

I'm tired of always losin, there's no place left to go

(Chorus)

One week you up again then you're  right back to the floor

these blues are gettin nasty one week you're up again then you're right back down to the floor

I gotta find somethin better cause I'm breakin all the rules

I'm tired of livin the life of the poor gamblin mans blooze.

 

Atlantic city or Vegas sack o quarters in tow. I'm gonna strike it rich baby cause 

I'm sick of being poor. You know when you're hot you're hot, when you're cold 

you're cold. My saxophone's in hock, and my pink caddy just got sold

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Yea I think I'll hitch on out to the west coast I'm sick of being poor I wanna not be 

broke

When you're hot you're hot and when you're cod you're cold

My saxophone's in hock and my pink caddy's just been sold

(chorus)

 

Time to Play The Blooze
Listenin to the music and the dog is scratchin to the beat

children out back playin, listen to little feet

momma's in the pantry and she's talkin on the telephone

Papa's back in the woodshed, and he's puffin on a bone

(Chorus) And the music's got a Muddy Water flow

shuckin and a jivin here to Tupelo

Honey I got one thing left to say to you

It's time to play the blooze.

 

solo/chorus

 

Now the tires are kissin the road to a steady even flow even they can't afford to 

miss a beat

Take the 66 highway from Chi to Okee City it just can't be beat

There's a brother in the corner and he's smokin cigarettes he's got evil, evil 

thoughts on his mind

I heard somebody say that boy just can't sing I know he's gonna die tryin

 

(Chorus)

 

 

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