The Rap

Lyrics
[JIMMY, spoken] I can't do it, I can't sing any more sad songs. There's got to be some good times! Brian? [BRIAN, spoken] Yeah baby? [JIMMY, spoken] Look, I'm gonna give you a countoff and the rest of you guys, you come on here when I tell you. [JIMMY] One, two, three, hit me! Bop-de-bop, ba-ba-da-ba dee bop Bop-de-bop Yeah Bop-de-bop Hit me Bop-de-bop One, two Yeah Bass man Give it to you Oh Uh [?] Oh One, two, three, hit me Yeah Bop-de-bop Oh Hey ya, Curley Let's rap with Jimmy Early Got a home in the hills Mercedes Benz Hot swimmin' pool I got lots of friends Clothes by the acre Got credit to spare I could wake up tomorrow And find nobody there But Jimmy want more Jimmy want more Jimmy want Jimmy want a Yeah Oh [?] Jimmy want a rib Jimmy want a steak Jimmy want a piece of your chocolate cake More than all that Jimmy wants a break 'Cause Jimmy got soul Jimmy got soul Jimmy got Jimmy got I've got to move Got to move Got to make my body move I can't do rock I can't do roll What I can do, baby, is show my soul Jimmy got soul Jimmy got soul Jimmy got Jimmy got Be on the groove Oh I got to move Be on the groove Oh I got to move (Special Edition only) Got to go Oh Got to go [FRANK. spoken (Special Edition only)] I don't believe what Jimmy's doin' out there, he's dropped his pants! [CURTIS, spoken (Special Edition only)] Even Jimmy wouldn't dare. [CHORUS (Special Edition only)] Showbiz, just showbiz Showbiz, just showbiz
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Credits
- Writers
- Tom Eyen
- Henry Krieger