Hey bro you're leakin!
I ain't your average, i ain't your norm.
From hard rock to quietstorm.
I'm leakin' on the dancin' station.
Spreadin' my funk all across the nation.
On your feet via VCR.
In your kitchen and in your car.
Yes i'm leakin' in the blood, brother.
Bloodin' and stinkin' more than your mother.
I'm leakin'
(like so many, so many boys and girls).
I'm leakin'
(that make me stink...
Mmmh!).
Sometimes i'm leakin'
(like so many, so many).
And then i'm leakin'
(that make me stink).
I'm stinkin'
(stinkin'...
Radio).
I'm peakin'
(peakin'...
Stereo).
Sometimes i'm grippin'
(grippin'...
Radio).
Right now i'm leakin'
(leakin...
Into your TV show). I ain't your average, i ain't your norm. From hard rock to quietstorm. Aw, i'm leakin' on the dancin' station. Spreadin' my funk all across the nation. Turn me up, turn me down, turn me on i won't sit around. Yes i'm leakin' on your blood brother, blood don't stink like the money.
Writer(s): William Earl Collins, George Jr. Clinton, Trey Stone
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