Grow Some Funk Of Your Own


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Yeah I  
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looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five
 
The headlines  
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screamed that I was  
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thought I died last  
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night
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Oh I dreamed I’d been in a border town

In a little Catina that the boys had found
I was desperate to dance
Just to dig the local sounds

 
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When along came a  
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seƱorita
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She looked so good that I  
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had to meet her
 
I was  
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ready to approach her  
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with my English
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charm  
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When her  
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brass 
 
 
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knuckled 
 
 
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riend 
 
 
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grabbed me  
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And he said  
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grow some funk of your own
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amigo
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Grow some funk of your own
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We no like to w
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ith the  
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gringo 
 
 
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fight 
 
 
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But there  
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might be a death in Mexico tonight
 
If you can’t  
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grow some funk of your own
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amigo
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Grow some funk of your own
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Take my advice,  
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take the next flight
 
And  
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grow your funk, grow your funk at  
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home

Well I looked for support from the rest of my friends

For their vanishing trick they get ten out of ten
I knelt to pray
Just to see if he would comprehend

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