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Toxic Waste
Bootsy Collins
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Would you like to be my cold cup of hot chocolate, baby?
Yeah, check it out
Got something to say
As I begin this journey off into a world all alone
The sky is not the limit because I think of it as home
Yeah, let me tell you how it all began, baby
Way back when
Yeah, just bungee jumping, mama
As the music takes your mind
I'd like to take you back in time
To a day where I took my first trip
Yeah, I screwed my brothers old lady and we thought it was hip
Got to keep dreaming
Got to keep on dreaming
Got to keep dreaming
Got to keep on
From there, we met the godfather of soul
I think I was, uh, 'bout 16 years old
James Brown, yeah, he introduced me to the one
A few beers and a whole lot of fun, yeah
Uh, let me just dive into your ocean
Funk on, baby
Check it out
The next trip began in, uh, Detroit City
Where my bird dog was, uh, not too pretty
Hanging out with the scum of the Earth is, uh, where P-Funk gave birth
I met George Clinton and P-Funk began to hit
Everywhere we played, it was sold out for days
Somebody in the background say, "Let's take it to the stage"
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
As the music take your mind
I'd like to take you forward in time
So, uh, when you drink your last beer
Uh, my final approach will be to groove your rear, baby, yeah
Uh, follow the yellow brick road
Uh, attitude determines your altitude
All across the nation
We need more education
All across the world
With nothing but fine girls
All across the nation
We need more education
All across the world
With nothing but fine girls
All across the nation
We need more education
All across the world
With nothing but fine girls
All across the nation
We need more education
Hold up, fi-fi-fo-fum
P-Funk, P-Funk, P-Funk, P-Funk
We shall all be moved
We just got to groove
We shall all be moved
We just got to groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
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Burn it up, but leave all the drug to us
Burn it up, but leave all the drug to us
Burn it up, but leave all the drug to us
Burn it up, but leave all the drug to us
Every music take your mind
I like to take you forward in time
So, when you drink your last beer
All my final approach will be to groove your rear, baby
We shall all be moved
We just got to groove
We shall all be moved
We just got to groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
We shall all be moved when I hit you with this groove
Happiness is a side effect of doing something
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