{spoken}
(what about the woodpecker thing?)
Yeah, they call me the kid
s__y man
But I know nothing about the great big H
I'd watch that football game while the hornies occupied my day
I never peeped to where she was coming from
When she'd say, "Though you're here, I'm all alone"
Then she made it perfectly clear
With some inspiring words in a song, dig:

{sung:}
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home (now light my fire, baby!)
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home (a-flick-a my Bic, even!)
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home (I'd love to play in your tidy bowl)
Ha, ha whoo-eee!

There once was a man from Peru
Who went to sleep in his canoe
He was dreaming of Venus
And took out his p____
And woke up with a handfull of goo
Put your foot on the rock!
OK bye!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii! (x2)

There once was some freaks from L.A. (who)
Who came to New York to play
They was busted by the p____ posse
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen
Put your foot on the rock
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, aiii!

Well, flick-a my Bic, baby!

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home
(x5)
Well, light my fire baby, flick-a my Bic
I'll come if you call

There once was a man from Peru
Who went to sleep in his canoe (say somethin' nasty!)
He was dreaming of Fifi
And took out his peepee
And woke up with a handfull of goo
Put your foot on the rock!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ohh!

There once was some freaks from L.A. (and what'd they do?)
Who came to New York to play (yeah?)
They was busted by the p____ posse (p____ who?)
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen

There once was some freaks from L.A.
Who came to New York to play (say somethin' nasty)
They was busted by the p____ posse
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen

Get off your a__ and jam!
Oh they call me the kid
Let's get it on, y'all

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home (come on baby!)

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home
(x4)

It's only rock n' roll

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home
(x5)

Now, what did you say?

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home
(x6)
{spoken:}
(turn the drums up a little for me...yeah!)
(We're gonna do it one more time, and I want everybody)
(Y'all ready?)
(Are you ready? I'm ready?)
(Hit it!)

{sung:}
If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead a__ home
(x15)
(come here, ladies. Move in close!)

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
18
18.121
O'Funk'Illo Sr. Goma Lyrics
The Urge All Washed Up Lyrics