Lyrics

(This is kind of more sophisticated. Kind of—) Yeah! I'm talking about the funky Broadway! I'm talking about the funky Four Corners! My man, Terry O.! That's right, ladies and gentlemen That's the Blues Explosion— All the way from New York City! We come all the way To be here with you people tonight! Baby! Baby! Baby! Ah, some people want to get right up in your face— Ah, some people want to rearrange your mind— Ah, there are even some evil mothers Want to get you right from thе start— Wake up in the morning You got a foot in your behind! Oh—hold on! Hold on, baby! Oh—hold on! I'm going to hold on, momma I said, it feels so good to shakе it Right on Shakey Street Everybody want to jump up Get down, and kiss my feet! I said, Hey man! What's happening? Tell me: What's going on? I thought about a crazy little dance— Doing the Hold On Oh—let's get it! Hold on! Hold on, baby! Oh—hold on! Uh! I'm going hold on, momma Yeah! Back and forth This United States! Fifty-one flavors, baby— Sure is great! You got yours— Baby, let me get mine! We got to do our thing, baby— Right on time! I'm going to get up right now And I'm going to do it I got a big wad of Bazooka And I'm going to chew it I'm going to pack a punch And get straight to the point Now, let's get together, everybody— We going to rock this joint Hold on tight to what you've got! Oh—keep on humping like a crazy rock! Remember—when it's going wrong— Keep on singing your own sweet song! (Damn!) (All right!) Look out! (Yeah!) Hold on, momma! Yeah! Hold on! Hold on tight to what you got! Keep on humping like a crazy rock! Remember—when it's going wrong— Keep on singing your own sweet song! (Hey, man! You got an interesting follow-through.) (What's that?) Cheers!