Alphabet St. (Live)

Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Kit Tom in the house, come on I'm goin' down to Alphabet Street I'm gonna crown... say what? (The first girl that I meet) I'm gonna talk so sexy She'll want me from my head to my feet Yeah, yeah, yeah Wooh (Hold on one, wait a minute) (Oh that's too funky) (No, you don't understand, you know) (Watch this, Josh, just play the bass, now watch this, watch this) (I got at, emh... I got them in my behind, I can't) (I can't even stand up straight) (Put the big drum waiting, come on) (I just can't) (And you know when you put the guitar on top you just gotta...) (Clap your hands) (Wooh) I'm gonna drive my daddy's Thunderbird A white rad ride, '66 so glam it's absurd I'm gonna put her in the back seat And drive her, yeah... to Tennessee Yeah, yeah, yeah Wooh You all hear that? () Turn it up, listen Excuse me, baby I don't mean to be rude But tonight I ain't in the mood But if you don't mind Could we... just watch? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, funky London Y'all say, "Oh, funky London" Y'all say... ("Oh, funky London") Y'all say... ("Oh, funky London") Maceo, come on! Turn the lights down low Wooh Gordon, why don't you move? Let's funk (Can I come up in the balcony?) (Don't make me come up there) Ooh (I'm feeling you too much noise) Break it down low Keep it going, Coleman Give me that back, Coleman, but just low You all like that? I don't believe it Let me hear you I like funky music, sing it (I like funky music) I can't hear it (I like funky music) I can't hear it (I like funky music) Now let's see the balcony, come on (I like funky music) (I like funky music) Girl, you need to come down here and dance with me (I like funky music) Wooh (I like funky music) I like funky music Upstairs say, "I like funky music" Say, you all, say, "I like funky music" Oh (I like funky music) Ooh (I like funky music) (I like funky music) (I like funky music) (I like funky music) (I like funky music) (I like funky music)