(oooh I'm gonna tell)
(dontcha tell your mama)
(dontcha tell your papa neither)
(Winchester Cathedral)
(vo de o do deo de o do dedo do)
Ever since I was a little boy
I always wanted to be a star, you know what I mean
So I could rub elbows with all those
High class folks on the Hollywood scene
The one night it came to me, Lord
In a dream so unexpected
So I wrote this song about folks behind closed doors
And I got me a hit record
Ch: I used to hate it til I ate it! Poontang
Oh and I'm doing all right y'all
Even if I must say so myself
You see this record sold one million ten days after it's on the street
Ch.
And that sounds all right to me.
Now I'm gonna sing a song for you
And I want you to listen closely to the lyric
All you fellas out there
What's bragging bout how bad you are from the hip
Switch up every once in a while
And try it from the lip
Everybody knows
That variety's the spice of life
And if you're a little self-conscious, ah
Just turn out the light
Ch.
A ha ha ha ha
I don't want to talk about it
Ch.
A ha ha ha
I ain't talking 'bout peanut butter
Boogie for me people
Let me see you get down
Boogie for me people
Let me see you get down
(this is my favorite part of the song)
(listen closely)
People say I ought to be
Ashamed of myself
'Cause I don't make love
Like nobody else
You see I was in the War y'all and
Lord, I got wounded
And when I got home to my wife
I got down on my knees and spooned it
Ch.
Ah ha, uh uh
I ain't gonna say it
Ch.
Ooh ooh ha ha
I ain't talking 'bout no tuna fish
Hey, let me see you boogie
Ch.
Boogie, boogie, boogie, get on down
I said get on down
Ch.
Ooh ha ha ha
Get on, get on, get on, get on
Boogie
Ch.
Get on down, get on down
I said boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie
Get on down
(fades)