paroles de chanson Freaky Funky - Rumba de Bodas

Mmh-mmh-mmh! Looking pretty fly
With my denim jacket and my golden tie
Don′t be shy
Ask me why
I said, this is stuff you just can't buy
It′s a style, it's a state of mind
It's about flying with stuff you find
It′s an aggression to standard fashion
A confession, a call for action!
Attraction (oh!)
To the groove (oh!)
To the beat that will make you move
In the right direction (oh!)
Like a sinner (oh!)
Like a winner
Like a loser inner reaction
I just need your attention, now
Reaction to your aching mind

It′s just electricity
Runnin' through your brain
Feelin′ freaky funky in the rain

I'm feelin′ freaky funky
I'm feelin′ freaky funky
I'm feelin' freaky funky
I′m feelin′ so freaky funky now

I got boots that kills
If you see the bill
Buffalo leather makes me light like a feather
(Buffalo leather makes me light like a feather)
It ain't easy to explain, makes it hard to name
Just call it funk!
Yeah! Hands up to the to the sky
I shine a light on you
With the daylight being born anew

It′s a perfect symmetry
That you can't restrain
Lookin′ freakin' funky in the rain

I′m lookin' freaky funky
I'm lookin′ freaky funky
I′m lookin' freaky funky
I′m lookin' so damn freaky funky now! Oooh!

I, I, I′m lookin' pretty fly
I, I, I′m lookin' pretty fly
I, I, I, I'm lookin′ pretty funky
I′m feelin' freaky funky
I′m feelin' freaky funky
I′m feelin' so freaky funky now
I′m feeling so damn funky
Yeah, I'm looking so damn funky
I'm looking freaky funky
Well I′m feelin′, I'm lookin′ freaky, freaky funky, hey!