Red Hot Chili Peppers — Hump De Bump

[Intro: Anthony Kiedis] (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) Whoa! (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) [Verse 1: Anthony Kiedis] Forty detectives this week Forty detectives strong Takin' a stroll down Love Street Strollin', is that so wrong? Can I get my co-defendant? [Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bodu (Oh, no!) Bump de hump doop bodu Hump de bump doop bop Bump de hump doop bodu Bump, bump (Whoa!) [Post-Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] It must have been a hundred miles, or any of a hundred styles It's not about the smile you wear, but the way we make out When I was another loner, nothin' but a two beach comber Anybody seen the sky? I'm— I'm wide awake now [Verse 2: Anthony Kiedis] Workin' the beat, as we speak Workin' the belle du monde Believe in the havoc we wreak Believin', is that so wrong? Can I get my co-dependent? [Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bodu Hump de bump doop bop Bump de hump doop bodu Bump, bump (C'mon!) [Post-Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] It must have been a hundred miles, or any of a hundred styles It's not about the smile you wear, but the way we make out When I was another loner, nothin' but a two beach comber Anybody seen the sky? I'm— I'm wide awake now [Instrumental Break] [Pre-Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) (Gon' getchya) [Chorus: Anthony Kiedis] Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bodu (Oh, no!) Bump de hump doop bodu Hump de bump doop bop Bump de hump doop bodu Bump, bump [Outro: Anthony Kiedis] Listen to me, what I said Try to get it through your head A little bit of circumstance and a chance to make out Livin' in a citadel, it's hard enough to be yourself Waiting for the bell to toll and I am wide awake now It must have been a hundred miles, or any of a hundred styles It's not about the smile you wear, but the way we make out When I was another loner, nothin' but a two beach comber Anybody seen the sky? I'm, I'm wide awake now