From the recording Then & Now

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Some kind of weird pop? Latin funk groove. I dig it.

Lyrics

It was down in the southern land
I saw her dancing in the sand
Everybody was grooving’ with the sick jive
The band was into some heavy shit

Deep in rhumba sleeping’ samba
Creepin’ Moties I love you
Hold on look at me little girl
I’m looking at you

Everybody was watching from the shoreline
All the men folk were going “awooga awooga”
Some lady folks too

She’e slippery
Like a watermelon seed
Awhoo she sho’nuf is slippery
She’s got everything I need

Creepin’ into my dreams when I sleep in the night
This little girl has got me wrapped up real tight
I don’t know her name or who she is
But she’s got me messed up like nobody’s beeswax
She’s so fine I think I’m losing my grip

Sometimes I’m walking down the road
I get all messed up and I forget where I’m going
This ain’t nothing like anything I’d ever known
When I see her my trash starts overflowing

It was down in the southern land
I saw her dancing in the sand
Everybody was rockin’ and a rollin’
The band was into some heavy shit

Deep in rhumba sleeping’ samba
Creepin’ Moties I love you
Hold on look at me little girl
I’m looking at you

It was all messed up
It was all messed up