Yeah... Popcorn...
Some like'em fat, some like'em tall
Some like'em short, skinny legs and all
I like'em all, huh, I like'em proud
And when they walk
You know they draw a crowd
See, you got to have a mother for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, popcorn
Look where, there was a time
When I was all alone
I had a secret, all done is done
Somebody done me, so now I see
What you are doin', brother
Stay ahead of me
But when I get funky, I do the sap
And when I want lovin'
Mother, she got to have
Say, you got to have a mother for me
Yeah, popcorn
Uh-huh, yeah... popcorn, huh
Ah, ah, popcorn, oh, oh
Good God, yeah, look it here
Do the popcorn and do the horse
Show everybody where you're at
You got to be boss
When you do your little thing
Step in a small ring, and jump back, baby
James Brown is gonna do his thing
Popcorn, yeah...
Sometimes, sometimes I feel low
Sometimes I'm feelin' low
I call another brother, talkin' about Macy O.
Macy O., blow your horn... I don't want no trash, huh
Give me some popcorn...
compositores: Alfred James Ellis, James Brown
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