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Funkadelic - Cholly lyrics
I was strung out on Bach 
And Beethoven was my thing 
I dug jazz, I dug rock 
Anything with a swing 
Then I ran into a friend Who told me there was so 
much more 
Find the void that you missed 
There is plenty to explore 
We want to take you, Cholly, when we go 
(You wanna take me?) 
We'd like to take you, Cholly, when we roll 
(Well, if you'd play me just a little bit more) 
But if we play you just a little more 
(Maybe I will) 
We'd love to take you, Cholly, when we go 
You know right about that time I started 
To analyze what they were trying to tell 
Me, they said: "Come on, Cholly, we want to 
take you somewhere" 
I didn't know where 
They was trying to take me, next thing I 
Know they were saying something like this: 
Funk, gettin' ready to go- 
Funk gettin' ready to roll (what?) 
Funk, gettin' ready to go- 
Funk gettin' ready to roll 
(What in the world are they talking about?) 
Funk gettin' ready to roll-gettin' ready to go? 
No, they can't do that 
Funk gettin' ready to go 
Funk gettin' ready to roll-see Ive Bach- 
I love Beethoven 
Funk gettin' reaI would fly, but never too high 
Cause my funk deserted me 
Now that the door is open wide 
And all my funk just can't hide 
With the syndrome left behind Funkadelic - Cholly - http://motolyrics.com/funkadelic/cholly-lyrics.html
No, my funk just can't hide 
We like to take you, Cholly, when we go 
We like to take you, Cholly, when we roll 
(They promise they would play one more time) 
But if we play you just a little bit more 
We'd like to take you, Cholly, etc 
You know 
It was in my hands 
It was in my feet 
I got it all over me 
Yes, I did, I got it all over me 
Got to go, got to go 
Got to go with the funk 
Get ready
I would waltz, I would sing 
I would get lost in my dreams 
I would fly but never too high 
'Cause the funk deserted me 
Now that the door is open wide 
And my funk I can't hide 
(I must go with the funk)dy to go 
Funk gettin' ready to roll 
I would dance, I would sing, 
I could get lost in my dreams 
I would fly, but never too high 
Cause my funk deserted me 
Now that the door is open wide 
And all my funk just can't hide 
With the syndrome left behind 
No, my funk just can't hide 
We like to take you, Cholly, when we go 
We like to take you, Cholly, when we roll 
(They promise they would play one more time) 
But if we play you just a little bit more 
We'd like to take you, Cholly, etc









