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On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket I'll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock Excuse me mister, won't you hear my thought? I play in a band, yeah, we're called the Red Hots While I'm away, boy, I'm afraid not I've got no time to flick and talk But this baby rocked out on the spot She was a shakin' and a kickin' and that did a bit of tot Her pop said no, but I just couldn't stop The killer had a case of tod the rock But here's a funky fact that I know is real, The Red Hots have baby appeal They dig a funky speil, they'll make some speil I say the Peppers have baby appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk mobile I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal We stop the fire, we quench the heat We groove the buttocks walking out in the street 'cos that's when in the store when who do we meet? On a hop skip jump up a baby beat She was a shakin' and a kickin' those itty bitty feet The next thing you know was she got out of her bleat Five thousand babies walkin' out in the street Well, that's a serious sight for me and golly gee wizz! I just can't tell ya how much we did Rockin' right out for those itty bitty girls, right out But here's a funky fact that I know is real, The Red Hots have baby appeal They dig a funky speil, they'll make some speil I say the Peppers have baby appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk mobile I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal, so get down! Got the tunes in my pocket... Baby appeal... Rock out!... Play the chili, play the chili, play the chili... Yes, we're called the Red...Hots... On the city streets, I got the tunes in my pocket I'll play the Chili Pepper so the public can rock Excuse me mister, won't you hear my thought? I play in a band, yeah, we're called the Red Hots While I'm away, boy, I'm afraid not I've got no time to flick and talk But this baby rocked out on the spot She was a shakin' and a kickin' and that did a bit of tot Her pop said no, but I just couldn't stop The killer had a case of tod the rock But here's a funky fact that I know is real, The Red Hots have baby appeal They dig a funky speil, they'll make some speil I say the Peppers have baby appeal The funk mobile is the one we wheel I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal We serve those tots in the funk mobile I'm overjoyed, we have baby appeal Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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