(CN.C.)Ooh.

(C7)Heard a bout the par ty now just east of Har lem.

Doug E gon’ be there, but you got to call him.

E ven the sol diers need a break some times.

Lis ten to the groove, y’all;

let it un wind your mind.

No in tox i ca tion un less you see what I see

danc in’ hot and sweat y right in front of me.

Oh, call it what you like; I’m ’a call it how it be.

This is just an oth er one of God’s gifts: mu si col o gy.

Got to keep the par ty mov in’ like I told you,

kick the old school joint

for the true funk sol diers.

Mu si col o gy.

Wait a min ute, band.

Wish I had a dol lar for ev ’ry time they say,

“Don’t you miss the feel ing mu sic gave you back in the day?” Let’s groove: Sep tem ber.

Earth, Wind and Fi re.

Hot Pants by James.

Sly’s gon’ take you high er.

Min or keys and drugs don’t make a rol ler skate jam.

Take your pick– turn ta ble or a band?

Lord, if it ain’t Chuck D.

or Jam Mas ter (Jay), know what?

They’re los in’

’cause we got a P.

H.

D.

in ad vanced bod y mov ing.

Keep the par ty mov in’ just like I told you.

keep the old school joint for the true funk sol diers.

Mu si col o gy.

Hold it down, band.

Don’t touch.

Don’t you ev er touch.

These are, these are, these are, these are my rec ords.

Mu si (C7)col o gy.

Mu si (C7)col o gy.

Mu si

Ev ’ry bod y get down.

on the up stroke.

Old school joint for the true funk sol diers.

Ten hup.

Good God!

Keep the pa keep, keep, keep the par ty mov ing.

Keep the par ty, keep, keep, uh!

(Don’t stop danc in’.)

Mu si col o gy.

Keep, keep, keep the par ty mov in’.

Trou ble mak er, ride her to bed huh, all the way to the crib.

(C7)Keep the par ty mov in’ just like I told you.

Keep the old school joints

for the true funk sol diers.

Sing!

Mu si col o gy.

For the true funk sol diers.

(Good God!)

On the one, y’all.

He said, (CN.C.)“I got good and plen ty of what you need the most, and that’s (Bb7)time.”