Feel my beat, close your eyes,
Open your ears and groove-lies.

Feel this divide,
Been born without eyes,
Crystallise and groove-lies.

Stupefy so-liquefy,
Groovefy and groove-lies.

Oh Choogie the music sounds better with you Choogie, (Come on)
Oh Choogie the music sounds better with you,
Everyone get down like the chief of the funk train leaving and jump.