ترانه:
Sly The Family Stone

Cynthia get up and dance to the music! Get on up and dance to the music! Dance to the music, dance to the music Dance to the music, dance to the music

Booty, loose booty Booty (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) (Shadrach, meshack, abednego) Booty

I can understand frustration Joined by agitation Creates aggravation Led by a congregation But don't burn baby, burn You just learn, baby, learn Don'

I met you Then I wanted you You shunned me Then I haunted you Now we're together but it's not the same as it was when I first met you It's hard to believe

Running away to get away Ha ha ha ha You're wearing out your shoes Look at you, fooling you Making blues of day and night Hee hee hee hee You're stretching

Hey, dig I know how it feels to be expect to get a fair shake But they won't let you forget That you're the underdog and you've got to be twice as good

When push comes to a shovin' I'd rather make some lovin' And if I'm being sneaky For something too, too freaky I get high on you I get high on you What

I can say it more than once 'Cause I'm thinking twice as fast, yodel-ayde-a Everything I like is nice That's why I try to have it twice, yodel-ayde-a

Loose, two, three, four Turn me loose, you got my mind You got my body, you got my soul Turn me loose, I'm incomplete She got my heart, I'm out of control