More songs by Loose Goose
More songs by Gus Dapperton
Description
Producer: Loose Goose
Mixing Engineer: Lars Stalfors
Mastering Engineer: Chris Gehringer
Composer, Lyricist: Brendan Patrick Rice
Lyricist: Murray Matravers
Lyrics and translation
Original
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uno, dos, tres, quatro
She like me 'cause I'm the head honcho
Rains it pours she dripping wet like a pancho
All these huzz get on the horse like tanto
Dancefloor pronto mano a mano
Calvin or Klein, I got the ball like lonzo
She want gear so we ir al bano
Have no fear, that's my lil cubano
Sweat like rain out of every pour
All night long on the weather report
Goose gon' stay sayin', "Oh, my lord"
When she shake that thing like never before
Hot lil' thing, she ain't one to flaunt
But still she walk up in the spot like a debutante
'Cause sugar likes to pop and papas always on
Yeah, on god, she's got everything I want
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Un, deux, trois, quatre
She make me sing like Sinatra
She'll fill the room up with laughter
Then make me wipe it up after
Cameras flashing, high fashion
You beat your face it's smashing
Go off queen, you're obscene
You're so nerve wracking, uh
She got that funk, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Got me punch drunk, blood, guts, in need of repair
Any time, any place, pin me up
S'il vous plaît, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
English translation
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uno, dos, tres, quatro
She like me 'cause I'm the head honcho
Rains it pours she dripping wet like a pancho
All these huzz get on the horse like tanto
Dancefloor pronto mano a mano
Calvin or Klein, I got the ball like lonzo
She want gear so we ir al bano
Have no fear, that's my lil cubano
Sweat like rain out of every pour
All night long on the weather report
Goose gon' stay sayin', "Oh, my lord"
When she shake that thing like never before
Hot lil' thing, she ain't one to flaunt
But still she walk up in the spot like a debutante
'Cause sugar likes to pop and papas always on
Yeah, on god, she's got everything I want
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Everybody gather 'round and lend an ear
We've got something that we want you to hear
Un, deux, trois, quatre
She make me sing like Sinatra
She'll fill the room up with laughter
Then make me wipe it up after
Cameras flashing, high fashion
You beat your face it's smashing
Go off queen, you're obscene
You're so nerve wracking, uh
She got that funk, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Got me punch drunk, blood, guts, in need of repair
Any time, any place, pin me up
S'il vous plaît, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Won't stop 'til I get me some like
Ooh yeah, she got the funk
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, she's got the funk, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)