I Don’t Believe You Heard Me (A Tribute To James Brown)

I don't believe you heard me
I don’t–I don't–I don't believe you heard me

(C’mere, little girl! Can I, can I sniff it?)
(Ah stop it, stop it, stop!)

And the girls say:
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do

I like to funk in the night...
Oh, give up the funk in the evening!
I like to soul gritty ride [?]

Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do (James!)

I don't believe you heard me
I don't–I don't–I don't believe you heard me

One, two, three, four!
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do

I prefer funk in the daytime...
I like to funk in the night...
Just you and me, funk
I must do it now, I must do it now

I don't believe you heard me
I don't–I don't–I don’t believe you heard me

Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do, do-do-do, do
Do-do-do-do-do
(You can’t stay!)

I don't believe you heard me
I don’t–I don't–I don't believe you heard me