"I Can't Stand Myself (When You Touch Me)"
James Brown
(1968)
When you touch me
When you touch me
Good God
When you touch me
Lookie here
I can't stand it
Can't stand it
I can't stand your love
I can't stand your love
You don't love nobody else
Get back, I can't stand myself
Can't stand your love
Good God
Early in the morning
Can't get it right
Had a little time
With my baby last night
Early in the morning
Gotta do the walk
My baby, just let me talk
When you touch me, good God
When you touch me, alright
Come on, baby, hold my hand
Just want you to know
I'm a soul man
Can't stand it
Can't stand it
Can't stand it, lookie here
Can't stand it, baby
Can't stand it
Can't stand your love
Can't stand it
I can't stand your love
Lookie here, baby
What you want me to do
Baby, what you want me to do
You made me, made me love you
You give me fever, my body's wet
You give me fever, break out
In a cold sweat
Baby, good God
Baby, lookie here
Sometimes I want you
Sometime I call
Sometimes I ring so hard
Come on, good God
Baby lookie here
Can't stand your love
Can't stand your love
Can't try a new love
Can't stand your love
I can't stand it
I can't stand it, good God
Can't stand it, alright
I can't stand it, alright
Bass, lookie here
Bass, Tim
Help me out, Tim
Show me how you work
A little bit Tim
Good God, Good God
All right, can't stand it
Wait a minute time, Tim
Let me get this whole thing
Together over here
Can't stand it
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Oct 31, 2008
Verses
James Brown
Hot Pants, Part 1* (1971)
One-two One-Two-Three-uh!
Hot pants--hey hot pants, uh! smokin?
Hot pants--smokin? That-hot pants
That's where it's at a-that's where it's at
Take your fine self home
It looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin?
Girl you're blowin' my mind
Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin? don't uh!
Cause you got to use just what you got
To get just what you want--a
Hey huh!
Hot pants! hey! hot pants smokin?!
Hot pants make ya sure of yourself--good Lord
You walk like you got the only lovin' left hey
So brother--if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin'
Then don't--ha
Cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants hey!
Hey hotpants
A-look-a-hot pants won't make ya dance
But as slick as you are-ah! YOU make the pants
Uh! hey brother--do ya like it?
The girl over there with the funky pants on ha!
She can ah! do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on uh!
She can do the Funky Broadway all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy MacNasty all night long
Get down huh! the one over there
With the mini dress ha!
I ain't got time--I still dig that mess
Get down! but I like the hot pants
Hey! I like a hot pants
(Short Instrumental)
Ooooh! Bring it home!
One more! Hit me! Aaay!
Bring it home! Bring it home!
Oh uh! Bring it on home
Bring it on home..
*some puctuation changed
Hot Pants, Part 1* (1971)
One-two One-Two-Three-uh!
Hot pants--hey hot pants, uh! smokin?
Hot pants--smokin? That-hot pants
That's where it's at a-that's where it's at
Take your fine self home
It looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin?
Girl you're blowin' my mind
Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin? don't uh!
Cause you got to use just what you got
To get just what you want--a
Hey huh!
Hot pants! hey! hot pants smokin?!
Hot pants make ya sure of yourself--good Lord
You walk like you got the only lovin' left hey
So brother--if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin'
Then don't--ha
Cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants hey!
Hey hotpants
A-look-a-hot pants won't make ya dance
But as slick as you are-ah! YOU make the pants
Uh! hey brother--do ya like it?
The girl over there with the funky pants on ha!
She can ah! do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on uh!
She can do the Funky Broadway all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy MacNasty all night long
Get down huh! the one over there
With the mini dress ha!
I ain't got time--I still dig that mess
Get down! but I like the hot pants
Hey! I like a hot pants
(Short Instrumental)
Ooooh! Bring it home!
One more! Hit me! Aaay!
Bring it home! Bring it home!
Oh uh! Bring it on home
Bring it on home..
*some puctuation changed
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