Super Bad, Pts. 1 & 2 (Live)
Watch me, watch me, I got it
Watch me, I got it, hey
I got somethin' that makes me wanna shout
I got somethin' that tells me what it's all about
I got soul and I'm super bad
I've got soul and I'm super bad
Now, I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes it's easy
Now, I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice, I wanna try myself with you
I got soul and I'm super bad
I love, I love to do my thing
And I and I don't need no one else
Sometimes I feels so nice, good God
I jump back, I wanna kiss myself
I've got soul and I'm super
Hey, I said, I'm super bad
Come on, slap it down
And round and round
Up and down, all around
Right-on, people
Let it all hang out
If you don't, brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, hey, come on
I got the something that makes me wanna shout
I got that thing that tells me what it's all about
I got soul and I'm super bad
I got the move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice
I said, I wanna try myself with you
I, I, I, I, I got soul and I'm super bad
Hit me, slap it down
And all around
Right-on people
Let it all hang out
If you don't, brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Come on, gimme
Said, I'm super bad
A super bad brother
Good God, super bad
Watch me, I got it, hey
I got somethin' that makes me wanna shout
I got somethin' that tells me what it's all about
I got soul and I'm super bad
I've got soul and I'm super bad
Now, I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes it's easy
Now, I gotta move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice, I wanna try myself with you
I got soul and I'm super bad
I love, I love to do my thing
And I and I don't need no one else
Sometimes I feels so nice, good God
I jump back, I wanna kiss myself
I've got soul and I'm super
Hey, I said, I'm super bad
Come on, slap it down
And round and round
Up and down, all around
Right-on, people
Let it all hang out
If you don't, brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme, gimme, hey, come on
I got the something that makes me wanna shout
I got that thing that tells me what it's all about
I got soul and I'm super bad
I got the move that tells me what to do
Sometimes I feel so nice
I said, I wanna try myself with you
I, I, I, I, I got soul and I'm super bad
Hit me, slap it down
And all around
Right-on people
Let it all hang out
If you don't, brothas and sistas
Then you won't know
What it's all about
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Come on, gimme
Said, I'm super bad
A super bad brother
Good God, super bad
Credits
Writer(s): James Brown
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