| Just sit back and. |
| relax.
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| Listen to the 8-track
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| I’ll dig you like an old soul record
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| Remember back in the day
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| When everyone was black and conscious.
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| And down for the struggle.
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| Love brought us all together.
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| Just sittin’back and talkin'.
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| Cultivating a positive vibe.
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| Blue lights in the basement.
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| Freedom was at hand and you could just taste it.
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| Everything was cool. |
| diggin’on me diggin’on you.
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| Everything was cool and brothers were singing
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| «ain't no woman like the one i got»
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| I’m diggin’you
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| I dig you like an old soul record.
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| Just sit back. |
| relax. |
| listen to the 8-track.
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| I’ll dig you like an old soul record.
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| Now brothers (be) base-in.
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| Running from the beat-down cops that be chasin'.
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| Running out of time. |
| running out of patience.
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| In this war of the conscious mind.
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| I need some black-on-black love.
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| A slow grind for these changin’times (the booty-slammin'part!)
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| Beautiful brown bodies. |
| pimp, switch and sway.
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| To the soulful sounds. |
| gotta get up gotta get down.
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| 'cause you give me good feeling.
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| You give me good feeling. |
| yes you do.
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| I’m diggin’you
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| I dig you like an old soul record.
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| Just sit back. |
| relax. |
| listen to the 8-track.
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| I’ll dig you like an old soul record. |