Bring on the Funkateers

Lyrics

Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Let's rock but don't stop, I'm back again I'm gonna mesmerize you with my now refrain Gonna roll my rhythms all around your brain I'm gonna get you all up on your feet Singin' ABCDEFG It's plain to see the boys and me Well, we ain't one personality With a heavy, heavy beat Singin' hey [?], little Paul is in the middle And he's layin' down the rhythm that'll make you move When he pulls those strings you'll start to sing So rock to the rhythm and check out the news Singin' [?] Beat goes on 'til the break of dawn Singin' [?] How's the Funkateers, oh I say People come from far and wide They hear the sound and look inside And then they know that we're the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk We are the Funkateers Well, on slapping bass is Dave the face The ladies freak when he hits the place And the way they fall in love with you The Casanova legend must have been true Singin' R O double B I E Come on, little Robie, and play those keys Get it on, little brother, to the uptown boogie To the rhythm of the beat Well, then check the scenes I'm Geoffrey Deane And I'm the best lookin' rapper that there ever's been I'm the man with the mike you can't resist Come on, everybody, it goes like this Well, I'm known in London, I'm known in France Music's bound to make you dance Singin' 1 and 2 and 3, 4, 5 We're the Funkateers and I say People come from far and wide They hear the sound and look inside And then they know that we're the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk We are the Funkateers Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop Don't stop, keep it up You know when Andy's a-playin' All the people start a-swayin' To the rhythm that he's plantin' in their minds You gotta rockin' rhythm [?] See the freaks all dance in a line But I say rock, but don't stop Oh we're the boys that'll make your body rock I said rock, but don't stop To the sound of the Funkateers They all make way for John Du Prey When he blows that born he'll blow you away And then you know that he's just a Funkateer Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk Bring on the Funkateers Kick out the junk, kick out the junk We are the Funkateers