Tis the season to be givin' And I've got somethin' just for you Let's take a trip to my cabin We can celebrate A funky Christmas made for 2 (oh) That's all I want All I want for Christmas Is to be loved by someone like you

My mother said to get things done You'd better not mess with major tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know major tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song I've heard a

All right, okay As long as it's funky We'll make it funky for you now I'm a child of the ah, the 87 ah From the streets; get on a beat and go ah I could break it down like whatever ya ah On some K-R-S be-here-forever-type, uh

Plenty more for you, boy We in the funky four door, no floor He was serving that raw, oh boy She was making that noise, oh boy Hit me on the celly, watching Belly God's son, I can see they study Makaveli Peanut butter Benz, got the jelly at the deli If

S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk We solemnly swear to never bust a style that's bunk So listen to the way that we're rhyming on the funk Now we would like to ask you Have you ever heard this style befo'

I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling

Tap down those boots while I beat around Baby don't cry Let's funk downtown Funk me downtown I'm singin' Dancin' in circles, feels good to be lonely Up full night tryin' to rub the pain out (rub the pain out) I'm singin' dancin' in circles, feels good to

There's no reason to be afraid You know I really can't fuss about it You know I really can't funk without it No time to be like that You don't need me in that light It's alright with me Send it off and I leave it right Right down to the last place No

Overpowered by funk, funk out Don't you love our Western ways? If you ain't reggae for it, funk out No-one knocking at your door, funk out It's combatative, repetitive Don't life just funk you out? Asinine, stupefying Can the clone-line dry you out? Part

Say ah, say ah, say ah, say ah I'm thinking why not, baby, why not? 'Cause I believe we can fly now Yeah babe, we can fly now So we can kiss the sky Oh, take a sip, take a sip now Take it down, take it down now Oh, do your dance, do your dance now Sing