| Written:Hexum/Sexton/Watkins/Mahoney | |
| Let me take you down south | |
| Hear it from the dover's mouth | |
| The rhythm will make you want to move your body | |
| I had it once and never ever forgot it | |
| Feel the rhythm of rhapsody | |
| Your body moves in raw ecstasy | |
| Explosive eruption beyond compare | |
| Take my advice don't think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back cuz the funk is here and | |
| The base is kickin' straight to your ear man | |
| Because it's like that so don't talk back | |
| And if you do then you're gonna get the back slap | |
| Down south that's an enigma | |
| But to you it's a stupid dumb stigma | |
| That's right it's outta sight | |
| Let me tell you 'bout my baby | |
| She loves me don't mean maybe | |
| She knows what I think and I don't have to say it | |
| I love her so I don't have to play it | |
| We sit and drink in the sun | |
| I raise my glass and say she's the one | |
| Cool breeze light squeeze life | |
| Take my advice don't think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back I'm about to get hectic | |
| Chalk it up as another dialectic | |
| Hard like a jam | |
| Smooth like a ballad | |
| Call it what you want but I call it sound salad | |
| A salad grown in the garden of Eden | |
| Seekin' out pleasures like my boys in Sweden | |
| That's right the grooves tight like | |
| Sit back just relax, let your mind unwind | |
| Pull your good thing close, let tranquility surround | |
| Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic | |
| Grind fiend roots 'core soul music what have you | |
| Step back and think about the topic of this song | |
| Strong innuendo end over end goes your brain | |
| I won't say it's plain figure it out here's a clue | |
| It's about winding, grinding, finding that spot | |
| That get's her hot the joy of giving pleasure | |
| Is beyond measure |
| Written: Hexum Sexton Watkins Mahoney | |
| Let me take you down south | |
| Hear it from the dover' s mouth | |
| The rhythm will make you want to move your body | |
| I had it once and never ever forgot it | |
| Feel the rhythm of rhapsody | |
| Your body moves in raw ecstasy | |
| Explosive eruption beyond compare | |
| Take my advice don' t think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back cuz the funk is here and | |
| The base is kickin' straight to your ear man | |
| Because it' s like that so don' t talk back | |
| And if you do then you' re gonna get the back slap | |
| Down south that' s an enigma | |
| But to you it' s a stupid dumb stigma | |
| That' s right it' s outta sight | |
| Let me tell you ' bout my baby | |
| She loves me don' t mean maybe | |
| She knows what I think and I don' t have to say it | |
| I love her so I don' t have to play it | |
| We sit and drink in the sun | |
| I raise my glass and say she' s the one | |
| Cool breeze light squeeze life | |
| Take my advice don' t think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back I' m about to get hectic | |
| Chalk it up as another dialectic | |
| Hard like a jam | |
| Smooth like a ballad | |
| Call it what you want but I call it sound salad | |
| A salad grown in the garden of Eden | |
| Seekin' out pleasures like my boys in Sweden | |
| That' s right the grooves tight like | |
| Sit back just relax, let your mind unwind | |
| Pull your good thing close, let tranquility surround | |
| Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic | |
| Grind fiend roots ' core soul music what have you | |
| Step back and think about the topic of this song | |
| Strong innuendo end over end goes your brain | |
| I won' t say it' s plain figure it out here' s a clue | |
| It' s about winding, grinding, finding that spot | |
| That get' s her hot the joy of giving pleasure | |
| Is beyond measure |
| Written: Hexum Sexton Watkins Mahoney | |
| Let me take you down south | |
| Hear it from the dover' s mouth | |
| The rhythm will make you want to move your body | |
| I had it once and never ever forgot it | |
| Feel the rhythm of rhapsody | |
| Your body moves in raw ecstasy | |
| Explosive eruption beyond compare | |
| Take my advice don' t think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back cuz the funk is here and | |
| The base is kickin' straight to your ear man | |
| Because it' s like that so don' t talk back | |
| And if you do then you' re gonna get the back slap | |
| Down south that' s an enigma | |
| But to you it' s a stupid dumb stigma | |
| That' s right it' s outta sight | |
| Let me tell you ' bout my baby | |
| She loves me don' t mean maybe | |
| She knows what I think and I don' t have to say it | |
| I love her so I don' t have to play it | |
| We sit and drink in the sun | |
| I raise my glass and say she' s the one | |
| Cool breeze light squeeze life | |
| Take my advice don' t think twice | |
| Let me take you way down south | |
| Step back I' m about to get hectic | |
| Chalk it up as another dialectic | |
| Hard like a jam | |
| Smooth like a ballad | |
| Call it what you want but I call it sound salad | |
| A salad grown in the garden of Eden | |
| Seekin' out pleasures like my boys in Sweden | |
| That' s right the grooves tight like | |
| Sit back just relax, let your mind unwind | |
| Pull your good thing close, let tranquility surround | |
| Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic | |
| Grind fiend roots ' core soul music what have you | |
| Step back and think about the topic of this song | |
| Strong innuendo end over end goes your brain | |
| I won' t say it' s plain figure it out here' s a clue | |
| It' s about winding, grinding, finding that spot | |
| That get' s her hot the joy of giving pleasure | |
| Is beyond measure |