Come On Feet Do Your Thing

Come on feet
Cruise for me
Trouble ain't no place to be
Come on feet
Do your thing

Come on feet
Do your thing
We all know whitey's game
Come on legs
Come on run

Come on leg
Come on run
Guilty's what he said you done
Come on knees
Don't be mean

Come on knees
Don't be mean
Ain't first red you ever seen
Come on feet
Do your thing

Come on baby
Don't cop out on me
Come on baby
Don't give in on me
Come on feet
Cruise for me
Come on legs
Come on run
Come on feet
Do your thing

Who put the bad mouth on me?
Anyway the way, I pick 'em up and put 'em down
Even if it got my, got my name on it
Won't catch me now

Come on feet
Cruise for me
Come on legs
Come on run
Come on feet
Do your thing

Lord!
Feet, we sure do get around
Never put us in some cold ass ground
Sure, it's dark
Never been out this way
Mama, anyway I'm safe and sound
Bet you broke the Olympic two-twenty
Across country, or somethin'
Sure, was lonely

Sure most quietest turf I ever seen
Whatever happened to the sun?
Sure gone away
Sure, blacker than a landlord's soul
Must have run all day
Yeah, must have run all day
Sure, I'm a bitch, he-he
Must have run all day

Sure, yeah
Yeah, baby

Come on feet
Cruise for me
Come on feet
Come on run
Come on legs
Come on run
Come on feet
Do your thing
Come on feet
Do your thing



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Van Peebles
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