Down at the jookhouse, baby
Down at the house
I done been around the world
I done seen people everywhere
But they ain't nobody that can move
Move ya ass like these people down here
You got the soul we got the slip
We gonna go barefottin' with the Southern trip
Leave the fools with fools a kickin' that leash
But throw off that leash and get with the grease
We got D over here
We got Robbie over there
We got Chris over there
We got Amy and Turtle and Mike and Jeanie
What's yo' name? I don't know
What's yo' name? Jim Mao, my bad
What's yo' name? Jim Mao, there we go
Get up and dance around
Get into the greasy of the soul funk sound
We got no time for people who slip
We go, we got to kick it on down
Kick ya shoes off and jump around
And act like a fool to the sound
Of the funky little jookhouse groove we got
And if you don't get it, hmm I don't know why
Writer(s): John Grey Higginbotham, Daryl Glen Hance, Nathan Shepherd, Fabrice Quentin
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