Lyrics Frisky (alternate mix) - Sly & The Family Stone

I'll be down, when you're gone
Call me back on the telephone
Lil' ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title
I get all the way down

If I don't keep smilin' witchall
You gonna see me frown
That's why I keep music
All around the bed
So I can call Frisky
Very hard to be led in the wrong direction

Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, oh Frisky, yeah, yeah

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head
Turn off the lights and go to bed
Have you ever, ever stopped a rainbow?
I don't think so at least

To the fog and Frisky
Afternoon feast
Energy the jailer
Wanna keep it in check
Gonna check with my tailor
'Cause I don't give a heck, yeah

Yeah, yeah, Frisky, Frisky, yeah
Oh, Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh Frisky

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head
Turn off the light and go to bed
Under-under-understand
The power of a little heart
Applied at the wrong pressure
Makes for a slower start, yeah

Stroke town today
Though wind chills strong
I feel overworked if Frisky is wrong
You can talk to Frisky