| Over on the east side across the river
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| There was a band called Coco Boys
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| The leader was a brother named Franky, hmph
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| He was the ladies' pride and joy
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| Yes he was
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| Now Franky had a brother named Joe
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| And they shared the high-part harmonies
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| Joe played the bass, Franky played guitar
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| And people, I mean they was 2 funky
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| And every Sunday night up on the main strip
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| There always was a battle, a musical battle of the bands
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| And if U had the courage, if U had the style, if U had a different trip
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| U would have an extra hundred dollars n ur hands
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| Hahaha
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| I was n a band called Sandra Dee
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| And honey, we were a sight 4 moral eyes
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| Everybody n the band had blonde hair, natural or otherwise
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| There was an argument as 2 who was gonna go on 1st
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| I guess U could say the Coco Boys won
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| Yeah
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| Cuz they had a trombone player the size of a house
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| Who considered whoopin' punks like us fun
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| Shit
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| The show started
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| The lights were turned off, «Turn 'em off»
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| And n the distance the horns blared
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| The band was on the stage
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| I could sorta see Franky smilin'
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| Needless 2 say he was, he was sorta scary
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| Hehe, shit
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| A single light called up 3 men or was it 2?
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| He had a 2-man horn section walkin' thru the front door
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| Playin' the funkiest line I’d ever heard
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| Franky started laughin' and the… people roared
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| Coco Boys, pride and joy, huh
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| They give the people what they need
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| Make my ears bleed, Lord
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| Turn the music up, uh, Coco don’t let me down
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| And if U do it right U can hear my body sound
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| Uh, can U hear it?
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| Uh, can U hear it, baby?
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| Uh, can U hear it?
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| Uh, Coco Boys, la la la
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| Coco Boys, la la la
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| Coco Boys, la la, yeah
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| Dig up
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| They kicked 4 30 minutes
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| But the funk so hard the crowd could hardly walk
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| We knew we had 2 jam, we knew we needed a little scam
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| We knew we needed 2 have a talk, we need 2 have a talk
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| «Turn the house lights up!»
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| Give me the mic
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| Let me start my shit
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| I hate a show-off but I know what U like, uh
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| «Turn the house lights up!»
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| Cousin gonna hit a lick on the drum, bang on the pump all night long
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| Play ur chords n a loop, uh, let the horns blow
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| Whoo
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| «Yo Franky, check it out, we brothers got somethin' 4 y’all, huh»
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| Everybody jump down on the floor and do that «Detroit Crawl»
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| Whoo!
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| Uh
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| That kinda worked cuz the crowd gettin' tired
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| But we wanted them suckers 2 beg
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| Huh, the drummer just stomped on the rim and started 2 ride
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| We hit the «Wooden Leg»
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| Whoo! |
| Get wit it
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| The crowd started rockin', we knew we couldn’t lose
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| Step 5, huh, jump 2 the side, do the «Kangaroo»
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| Kanga-what?! |
| Kangaroo
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| Kangaroo, Kangaroo, Kangaroo
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| Whoo!
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| But they said we looked 2 freaky and the Coco Boys won
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| But that’s alright cuz it was still a blast
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| Next day at school I kicked Franky’s ass
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| Whoo!
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| But that was no good cuz then I felt bad cuz fightin' is the ultimate sin
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| So the moral of this story is always do ur best and 1 day U’ll win
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| The end |