Goodbye James Brown

I got to move it on down the line

Got the little white pill that sent me this mornin'

I'm buggin' on out

Shut down to Memphis

Got beat up in Baton Rouge

If I ever get out from behind this ball

I'm gonna work it on out

I got to see my baby

Got to get it up

Hungry miles have gone by

We gonna work it on out

Dynamite lover gonna make you flip

Afraid I don't lip enough for you

I'm gonna get down later tonight

I'm gonna work it on out

Peas porridge hot

You got to jiggle it

I got forty-three miles of barbed wire

I'm gonna work it on out

Dynamite lover gonna make you flip

Gonna work it on out

Come on baby

You got to hurry

Got my style

Hurts so good

I'm gonna put it on right now

I'm gonna sit right down and cry

I got the little white pills to send me

I'm gonna work it all out

Get outta my road

I'm gonna make the trip

I'm gonna work it on out

Come on got to pick it up

Got it made

Got it made

Got it made