I'm gonna kick 'em out



Well I feel pretty good

And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby

'Cause we all got in tune

When the dressing room got hazy now, baby



I know how you want it, child,

Hot, sweet, and tight

The girls can't stand it

When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand

And then they kick out the jams, yes

Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out



Yes I'm startin' to sweat

You know my shirt's all wet

What a feelin'

And the sound that abounds and

Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling

You gotta have it, baby

You can't do without

When you get the feelin'

You've got the sounds above

Put that mic in my hand

And let me kick out the jams

Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out



So you got to get it up

And then can't get enough

That's what ....

'Cause it gets in your brain

It drives you insane, makes you crazy

The ...... the faster you funk

If you wanna feed my rocket

Till the morning comes

Let me be who I am

And let me kick out the jams

Yes kick out the jams

I done kick 'em out