Toe Jam (Live)

Woo-hoo-hoo, a-woo, a-hoo A-woo-hoo-hoo, a-woo, a-hoo I was asked in New York City "Do you like my clothes?" I'm talking to my tape recorder Walking down the road But on Friday night, I'm purified Now my feet don't touch the floor When the rubber meets the road In between my toes Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Every day is fuckin' perfect It's a paradise I watch my life like it's a movie I had to watch it twice Now a boy looks at a girl And a girl looks like a pony She gallops all day long In between my toes, and now Every night she's purified She don't do that dance no more When the rubber meets the road In between my toes Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na A member of the Juju nation Down in New Orleans You don't need an application If you move your feet Explode if you poke it Exposed on the floor It grows if you soak it It rolls out the door, now Summertime, every night Now my feet don't touch the floor She don't do that dance no more In between my toes And now, him and you, you and I I don't do that dance no more When the rubber meets the road In between my toes Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Woo-hoo-hoo Ahh The lady starts to sing But she ain't no disco dancer She learned to shake her thing In between my toes Explode if you poke it Exposed on the floor It grows if you soak it It rolls out the door Explode if you poke it Exposed on the floor (na-na-na-na) It grows if you soak it (na-na-na) It rolls out the door (na-na-na) Woo