I got to get up to get down And start all over again Head on down to the basement and shout Kick those white mice and black dogs out Kick those white mice and baboons out Kick those baboons and other mother fuckers out
And get it on, get it on on the day that you got born
They had to dig him from the ground They chipped him from the frozen snow They dug his monkey fingers But he had nowhere to go They dug his pink hair curlers They dug his sequined gown They dug his Stratocaster They dug his pornographic crown
He`s got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom He`s got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom Get it on, get it on on the day that you got born
He crawled out of the ooze He defied evolution He had green flippers and sang the blues He caused a revolution He got in the British weeklys He got in the dailys too He drank panther piss And fucked the girls You`re probably married too
He`s got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom He`s got some words of wisdom I got some words of wisdom Get it on, get it on on the day that you got born
You gotta do the Vaughan Yeah, papa's down Sweets is sweet Tex is on
Then one day he went away His neighbour claimed he`d shot him If he hadn`t had disappeared That taxman would have got him Yeah, before I leave I call out from the storm For those who gave their lives so we could get it on
Get it on, get it on on the day that you got born Get it on, get it on, get it on, get it onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.