Gimme five
On the black side
In the hole too slow
Twist on ya toez
Baby I got soul
Yeah baby I got soul
Out the womb I can cut a rug
I can move my hips and make ya fall In love
Meet at the hole in the Wall or the junk joint
Young people call it a club
What cha shooting for
Hey johnny gimme five
On the black side
In the hole too Slow
Twist on ya toez
Baby I got soul
Yeah baby I got soul
I got soul like hotwater cornbread
I got soul like red beans
I got soul like smotherd polk chops
I got soul like collared greens
Candy yams sweet tea
None of you Jive Turkeys Got soul like me
I i baby got soul