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Curtis say People get ready
on a lazy rainy Sunday As I lay back and watch Link do his thang on the Mod Squad - Oh God Yeah Herbie, George C, and Rufus too take turns spinning While Roberta and Donny give us the news yeah I'm a 70's child Be real Black for me My sistah's doin her thang on the Soul Train line While my Brutha lays back chillin' Flippin' through Vibe Afro Blue My Mind Yeah Yeah If Beale Street could talk she'd say lots about retro, blow out combs, and slaves "Just a touch of Love" - remember? Those were the days when life was fun and free and the only mystery was platform shoes while discovering Billie's blues Stevie's talking book of innervisions leaped Kareem Abdul Jabar into the air Screaming! We sat eating collard greens and chittlins Not a happier soul could ya find Afro Blue My Mind Yeah Yeah Lionel, Lamont, Freddie Boom Boom Washington Yeah you know they had 'em and Angela's sayin' Right on, Right on Do ya see what I see Right On Uptown Saturday Night Hip hop takes flight! To a time and place where the Natural's in and in psychedelic shacks folks listen to Ben Harper As he creeps up on us like a fine wine- yeah! Afro Blue My Mind Yeah Yeah |
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Whenever I look at you
Forever gives sun and moon to me Stories told through your eyes Mysteries unfold so wise and free Ah - Heart's a fire My desire You inspire Ah - Higher, higher I admire You inspire I reach out for your hand We dance, our hearts romance the song As if I always knew the deep inside of you So strong So we play the melody that sounds so sweet in perfect time and we say three little words the poet's pen cleverly rhyme I'm bathing in your groove tasting all of you Feel my love rain down And morning as I wake to you the love we make reveals Each moment so profound Body and soul ... I 'm heaven bound So real |
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I close my eyes and dance
to a hypnotic beat that Mother Earth decides to send my way today Capricorn inside an Aquarian I AM that you are foreplay for the mind Oh how sweet it is The pulsating rhythm of Imagination dances to a place of no today tomorrow no time or space Promise to Be A goddess of never ending gently guiding my footsteps to that someday when Donny said We'd all be free and I hear Mama say (Keep doin' what ya do) My Father sayin' (Keep doin' what ya do) Somethin' inside me say (Keep doin' what ya do) Oh Brutha say it (Keep doin' what ya do) I hear ya Sistah say it (Keep doin' what ya do) Everybody say (Keep doin' what ya do) Thought I'd see my Self when I decided to let you in But you've become another kind of tear that I'm crying One whose reflection is never shown - yet felt kind of like a good sermon on a Sunday morning where the Sistah's be shoutin' and dancin' and folk be testifyin' I've gone down to the river and danced with the ghost who've come to tempt my Soul to question my reason for Love or not to Love I've slow grind with uncovered pain and fear Hustled with liberal minded Electric slid in to the hands on the trigger and fake smiles that say "We don't see you Nigger!" Time to get jazzy y'all - jazzy Bwi ah boo wah Babba bwi ah bwi ah boo wah Bwi ah boo wah So let's all go back to the time when the rhythm was the Word that soothed and grooved and the Word was spoken yet silently heard A cool breeze sends my heart runnin' to a rainbow of colors where no one trips and my chocolate skin doesn't evoke fear or offend A place where we can play like a never ending symphony whose movements are swift and flowing like the fruits of the Earth used to be Outstretched hands she cries Dance! Sistah Brutha Dance ... Come on! sing of the Love our peep's dreamed of An ever loving plan, ya gotta understand the one thing that makes us free |
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Folks are feeling it, hanging out
Riding the wave of Being ... Together, oh ya know everything is everything Sistah, why don't ya play that ole Chi - Lites tune Oh girl Brutha, it's good to see ya yeah We're coolin' outside Where we groove as one and everybody is family We're coolin' outside Here lovin' one another is the only reality We're coolin' outside Dancin' under the sun we close ours eyes and get real free Coolin' ... we are coolin' Shades of brown dance around shades of red, black, and green I go easy ... I like this real funky scene Oh everybody's feelin' nice and so fine Just to be a part of a spiritual time Whenever ya need a little breeze Come on it's cool outside Your love pours down like rain I like it when I see everybody feelin' so free Cause love takes away all the pain we feel inside So I ask you why? Why don't we love? why don't we love? Just imagine if we loved ... just imagine if we loved |
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