Fun in Funk Songtext
von Pigeons Playing Ping Pong

You done caught me on the flip side
Knocked my train off course with the force of your eye
I could give you a brisk ride
Not your average toast, wanna hold your soul tight

Fell through it in a hot flash
Finally, found the stones, you control the cold cash
Ain′t a feeling you can describe
But I'm hooked on the sauce and the course is so fine
At least that′s what I'm told

We put the fun in funk
It's stanky like a skunk
We put the fun in funk
You take a dime sack of dank in the back of a Cadillac
Fun in funk, then blow it out your trunk
We put the fun in funk
Our shit is never bunk


You won′t find me on the sideline
I′m your player coach with the cold tribe
Trading boogies with the misfire
Raindrops fade to pouring chords of soul shine

Burning rubber on the hot trail
I've got locked on all fours, and I′m going full tilt
Screaming vision from a cliffside
And I've got full support of the forces on high
At least that′s what I'm told

We put the fun in funk
It′s stanky like a skunk
We put the fun in funk
You take a dime sack of dank in the back of a Cadillac
Fun in funk, then blow it out your trunk
We put the fun in funk
Our shit is never bunk

Damn, baby, you're so funky
And hey babe, before you go
Slip slidin', damn she′s somethin′
And hey, baby, what's the rush?


Damn, baby, you′re so funky (your time has come and gone)
And hey, baby, 'fore you go (up in smoke)
Damn, baby, if you′re my lady, are you goin'?
(Up in smoke)

We put the fun in funk
It′s stanky like a skunk
We put the fun in funk
You take a dime sack of dank in the back of a Cadillac
Fun in funk, then blow it out your trunk
We put the fun in funk, ooh-yeah

We put the fun in funk
It's stanky like a skunk
We put the fun in funk
You take a dime sack of dank in the back of a Cadillac
Fun in funk, then blow it out your trunk
We put the fun in funk
Our shit is never bunk