James Brown — Superbad Superslick Part I

Heh, watch me, told you once Hey, yeah yeah yeah I got something that makes me wanna shout And I got that thing, tell 'em what it's all about, li'l tune by us Something I do, my thing, I don't need nobody else Feels so good, good God Then I jump back, huh, hey, can I kiss myself? Yeah Oh, oh, ha I got soul (Soul), and I'm super bad, yeah (Soul), slick I got soul (Soul), I'm super bad (Soul) (Hustle, ooh ooh ooh) Looka here, ha, woo (Ooh ooh ooh) Sometimes I feel like, I ain't got no back in my bone Sometimes I feel like, my woman oughta leave me alone, ah ah Hug and kiss my woman, gotta twist my hip, yeah Then I do the Hustle, I said my backbone slip You know what I had, I got soul, ha, uh, and I'm super bad Ha (Soul), uh Up and down, all around Right on, people, let it all hang out Lettin' you know, yeah, yeah yeah, what it's all about, Chicanos When you, ah, hey hey When you, WOO (Hustle, ooh ooh ooh) Wait a minute, uh Now Fred (Blow), Fred, Fred (Puerto Ricans) Fred (Cubans), Fred (Indians) [Fred Wesley trombone solo] OW! Wait a minute, sometimes I love to do my thing I don't need no, no street lady or nobody else (Say that again, that's bad) Sometimes I feel so good, good God Know that I gotta kiss myself, ow And then I hustle Then I go and hustle, ha