Grow Some Funk Of Your Own

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Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five
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The headlines screamed that I was still alive
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I couldn't understand it
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I thought I died last night

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 señorita
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She looked so good that I had to meet her
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I was ready to approach her with my English charm
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When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me by the arm

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And he said grow some funk of your own amigo
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Grow some funk of your own
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We no like to with the gringo fight
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But there might be a death in Mexico tonight
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If you can't grow some funk of your own amigo
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Grow some funk of your own
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Take my advice, take the next flight
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And grow your funk, grow your funk at 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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