| Testing, testing. |
| 1, 2, testing
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| Okay, we’re ready
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| Well alright, you freaks! |
| Get ready to jump when he calls, here he is
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| Mr Funk Prophet, Rick James and the Stone City Band!
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| Let’s get stoooned, tonight! |
| Sing!
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| Stone City Band, won’t you funk us all along
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| Won’t you funk us on down?
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| Stone City Band, let the show begin
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| Because we love your sound
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| Stone City Band, won’t you funk us all on up
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| Won’t you funk us on down?
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| Stone City Band, let the show begin
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| Because we love your sound
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| Come on! |
| Ow!
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| Play on, play on!
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| Uh-uh, don’t stop now!
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| Showtime, y’all!
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| Where all you Stone City citizens, smokin' more
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| And conjuring less, Get on this
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| Sing!
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| We are Stone City Band… (smokin', smokin', smokin')
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| We are so part of the city they call ghetto land
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| I wanna say it again. |
| Everybody sing:
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| We are Stone City Band…
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| …the music, that we’re playing
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| Remember what I’m saying, that we
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| Understand it, understand it, understand it… understand it! |
| Uh!
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| But what more can one man do, well
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| To take away all this city’s sadness?
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| You’re playing a funky tune
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| I’m gon' play it for ya
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| And make it funky on this city’s madness…
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| I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. |
| Sing it out!
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| We’re a Stone City Band!
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| I wanna say it again
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| Come on girls, keep on singing
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| Do-do-do-do, do-do-do
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| Do-do-do-doo…
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| Won’t you give them now?
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| Alright, alright! |
| Now we spell the name, alright! |