TZU Blues

[Verse 1: Joelistics]
This is not your ordinary average everyday type of feeling that I'm feeling with
I've come to celebrate
It's complicated, so I'll break it down
Ain't it funny how rock 'n' roll, hot sex and blues music mess around?
When ya feelin' down or when ya gettin' up
It gets you when you're hot and then you can't get enough
I said, I can't get enough
I said, I said, I said I can't get enough
I watch my sweetheart dancing in the sweaty body
Moving to the swampland music and the swingin' of a big band
It makes a poor man rich, a holy man a sinner
A wise man foolish makes 'em all quiver
So raise ya glass to that stuff that makes your blood overheat
Makes it hard to sleep, hard to speak
Shit, it even makes it hard to breathe

[Pre-Chorus: Joelistics & Seed MC]
It's a shotgun wedding at the back door knocking
When you're up late begging and the band starts rocking
Bed springs creaking and the cracks start showing
And the shadows of your words and the walls start crumbling down

[Chorus]
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet little hoochie

[Verse 2: Seed MC]
Yeah
Gimme some of that (Mmm)
Pull the covers back
I love the way you (Ahh) when I'm in front of that
Don't wanna shallow chat, I want your nonsense babe
I got to have it, got to get it, gotta consummate
I like the rock you way, I mean, the way you rock
You got the porch, the light, the doors, the keys and I'm the lock
It's plain and simple, miss, now, can you get with this?
And like Mr. Kiedis, Jesus, I wanna suck your kiss
So handcuff my wrists, or just lay me down
We can just lay around, lazy lady, make a sound
You want some pinot, honey? Bianco or rosso, honey?
You make me feel so honey, you can have all my money
I love it when we love and love it when we fightin', fussin'
You crank my mid-range with your finger on the solo button
(Yeah!)

[Pre-Chorus: Joelistics & Seed MC]
It's a shotgun wedding at the back door knocking
When you're up late begging and the band starts rocking
Bed springs creaking and the cracks start showing
And the shadows of your words and walls start crumbling down

[Chorus]
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet little hoochie

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I waant part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet little hoochie

[Outro: Joelistics]
Ouch! Ouch!
I don't want it watered down
I want part of your sweet uh huh huh
I want part of your sweet little hoochie