Musicology

[Verse 1]
Heard about the party now
Just east of Harlem
Doug E's going to be there
But you got to call him

Even the soldiers
Need a break sometimes
Listen to the groove, y'all
Let it unwind your mind

No intoxication
Unless you see what I see
Dancing hot and sweaty
Right in front of me

Oh, call it what you like
I'm going to call it how it be
This is just another one of God's gifts
Musicology

[Chorus]
You gotta keep the party movin'
Just like I told you
Kick the old school joint
For the true funk soldiers
Musicology

[Verse 2]
Wish I had a dollar
For every time they say
Don't you miss the feeling music gave you
Back in the day?

Let's Groove "September"
Earth, Wind and Fire
"Hot Pants" by James
Sly is gonna take you higher

Minor keys and drugs
Don't make a roller skate jam
Take your pick, turntable or a band?
Lordy

If it ain't Chuck D or Jam Master Jay
Know what? They're losing
'Cause we got a PhD in
Advanced Body Movin'

[Chorus]
Keep the party movin'
Just like I told you
Kick the old-school joints
For the true funk soldiers
Musicology!
All right
Hold it down, band

[Spoken Interlude]
"Get back! Move, get back!
Don't you touch my stereo, these are my records!
Don't touch, ever touch, these are my records!"

[Refrain]
Musicology
Musicology

[Breakdown]
Everybody get down!
Upstroke!
Old-school joints
For the true funk soldiers
Good God
Keep the party movin'
Keep the party movin'
Uh, don't stop dancin'
Keep, keep, keep the party movin'
Musicology

Keep the party movin'
Just like I told ya
Kick the old-school joints
For the true funk soldiers
Musicology

For the true funk soldiers
Good God
On the one, y'all
Don't you hear this old school joint?
Don't you ever touch my stereo
He said I got good and plenty of what you need the most
And that's time

[Outro]
If I was your girlfriend
Seventeen days
Watch it now
Uh
Oh Yeah
Rockin' you coast to coast...
Little red corvette
Hip and lips, chips and whips