Funky Kind (Gonna Knock It Down)

Lyrics

(It's the close encounter of the first kind, the funky kind) You catch yourself dancing with a stranger But even stranger is that you like the way you move You never felt it yourself to be a dancer But checking your stuff you fire up your groove It's the close encounter of the first kind Close encounter of the first kind The funky kind, the funky kind And how is that she can bring such a groovy scene? She got mad me to move OOH-AAH-OOH-TCHAA-TCHAA OOH-AAH-OOH She's got a look like an aphrodisiac Attract, she's checking her traps I'm in love and I'm all shook up I came to get down Her lips woke up my love no slack She just yacking and smacking My maccin' is crackin' And I'm gonna knock that down And I'ma knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'ma get with it I know you know just what I mean Knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, gonna tear shit up And when I do it I'll be sticking to it like hot grits on Al Green (The close encounter of the funky kind) I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'ma get with it I know you know just what I mean I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, gonna tear shit up And when I do it I'll be sticking to it like hot grits on Al Green Metal heavy and hip hop Gangsta rappers over samples of doo wop Funkin' with rock chops, rockin' with funk chops Only the weasel goes pop (It's the close encounter of the Starchild) Only the weasel goes pop, only the weasel goes pop goes the weasel Only the weasel goes pop Yo ho And how is that she can bring such a groovy scene? In the night, after night My soul disintegrates as my lonely heart goes tearing apart HIV couldn't hurt me much worse Cause should you ever leave me It's gonna hurt Hurry, true love is only the grayest day in my life forever I'm not a golfer, but I'll tee off on you baby Peek off of course, yo Come enter the fun with the stroke of my voice I've got follow through And I'm driving you crazy with the words that I utter From the tee to the green I used a word for a putter Yes that's what I said No I didn't stutter I'm reaching your hole in one stroke, four I'm reaching your hole in one stroke In the night, every night, after night My soul disintegrates and my lonely heart goes tearing apart HIV couldn't hurt me much worse Cause should you ever leave me It's gonna hurt Hurry, true love is only the grayest day in my life forever (The close encounter of the first kind, the funky kind) That down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'ma get with it I know you know just what I mean I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, gonna tear shit up And when I do it I'll be sticking to it like hot grits on Al Green (The close encounter of the first kind, the funky kind) She's got a look like an aphrodisiac Attract, she's checking her traps I'm in love and I'm all shook up I came to get down Her lips woke up my love no slack She just yacking and smacking My maccin' is crackin' And I'm gonna knock that down I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up I'm gonna knock that down, tear it up (The close encounter of the first kind, the funky kind)