| I was strung out on Bach, and Beethoven was my thing
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| I dug jazz, I dug rock, anything with a swing
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| But I ran into a friend who told me there was so much more
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| Find the void that you missed there is plenty to explore
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| We want to take you, Cholly, when we go
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| (You wanna take me?)
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| We’d like to take you, Cholly, when we roll
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| (Well, if you’d play me just a little bit more)
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| But if we play you just a little more
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| (Maybe I will)
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| We’d love to take you, Cholly, when we go
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| You know right about that time
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| I started to analyze what they were trying to tell me
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| They said, «Come on, Cholly, we want to take you somewhere»
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| I didn’t know where they was trying to take me
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| Next thing I know they were saying something like this
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| Funk gettin' ready to go
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| Funk gettin' ready to roll
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| Funk gettin' ready to go
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| Funk gettin' ready to roll
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| Funk gettin' ready to go
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| Funk gettin' ready to roll
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| Funk gettin' ready to go
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| Funk gettin' ready to roll
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| I would dance, I would sing, I would get lost in my dreams
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| I would fly, but never too high, cause my funk deserted me
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| Now that the door is open wide, and all my funk just can’t hide
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| With the syndrome left behind, no, my funk just can’t hide
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| We like to take you, Cholly, when we go
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| We like to take you, Cholly, when we roll
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| (They promise they would play it one more time)
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| We’d like to take you, Cholly, when we go
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| (You know it was in my head, it was in my feet) |