George clinton and the funkadelics lyrics take your dead ass home lyrics

spoken} 

(what about the woodpecker thing?) 

Yeah, they call me the kid 

Sexy man 

But I know nothing about the great big H 

I'd watch that football game while the hornies occupied my day 

I never peeped to where she was coming from 

When she'd say, "Though you're here, I'm all alone" 

Then she made it perfectly clear 

With some inspiring words in a song, dig: 



{sung:} 

If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home (now light my fire, baby!) 

If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home (a-flick-a my Bic, even!) 

If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home (I'd love to play in your tidy bowl) 

Ha, ha whoo-eee! 



There once was a man from Peru 

Who went to sleep in his canoe 

He was dreaming of Venus 

And took out his penis 

And woke up with a handfull of goo 

Put your foot on the rock! 

OK bye! 

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii! (x2) 



There once was some freaks from L.A. (who) 

Who came to New York to play 

They was busted by the pussy posse 

And the prosecutor popped them in the pen 

Put your foot on the rock 

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii! 



Well, flick-a my Bic, baby! 



If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home 

(x5) 

Well, light my fire baby, flick-a my Bic 

I'll come if you call 



There once was a man from Peru 

Who went to sleep in his canoe (say somethin' nasty!) 

He was dreaming of Fifi 

And took out his peepee 

And woke up with a handfull of goo 

Put your foot on the rock! 

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ohh! 



There once was some freaks from L.A. (and what'd they do?) 

Who came to New York to play (yeah?) 

They was busted by the pussy posse (pussy who?) 

And the prosecutor popped them in the pen 



There once was some freaks from L.A. 

Who came to New York to play (say somethin' nasty) 

They was busted by the pussy posse 

And the prosecutor popped them in the pen 



Get off your ass and jam! 

Oh they call me the kid 

Let's get it on, y'all 



If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home (come on baby!) 



If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home 

(x4) 



It's only rock n' roll 



If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home 

(x5) 



Now, what did you say? 



If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home 

(x6) 

{spoken:} 

(turn the drums up a little for me...yeah!) 

(We're gonna do it one more time, and I want everybody) 

(Y'all ready?) 

(Are you ready? I'm ready?) 

(Hit it!) 



{sung:} 

If you ain't gonna get it on 

Take your dead ass home 

(x15) 

(come here, ladies. Move in close