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I got that funk that gets into nappy crevices. Parliament Funkadelic doo dood in my ear hole. Git knee deep, git down for the come up...Slap that bass guitar, strings sweat funky codes on my frontal lobe. Bootsy Collins beating that bass up, keeping us on the one. Funk, organic strains left a brown stain in my brain.. Hypnotized by my spinning 45s. Gimme a double knit leisure suit , 30 inch purple collar. Selling wolf tickets, pardon my funkiness. Picture big hips in jumpsuits getting up for the downstroke. With my sky tilted, Chicago style, smell my funk, that odor up under your nose. Get down for the come up....
