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The Manhattan Transfer

Soul Food To Go

 

Soul Food To Go

(album: Brasil - 1987)


Yeah, yeah, yeah...

My, my
Oh, the feeling
Of the sound
Precious and real and
Ooh, that's nice
Whip up some steaming jazz
The pot is on the stove, it's cooking

Want some more? (Some more)
We always save some
Art nouveau
For special patrons
You look nice
Do you believe in jazz?

Kansas City to Brazil
It even gets you hot in your home
Oh
Kansas City to Brazil
I say blow your top, blow your own

Ah, ooh, ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop, never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you, the pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Ooh, c'est si bon

Ah, ooh, ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop, never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you, the pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Soul food to go

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My, my
Oh, the feeling
Of the sound
Precious and real and
Ooh, that's nice
Whip up some steaming jazz
The pot is on the stove, it's cooking

Want some more?
We always save some
Art nouveau
For special patrons
You look nice
Do you believe in jazz?

Kansas City to Brazil
It even gets you hot in your home
Oh
Kansas City to Brazil
I say blow your top, blow your own

Ah, ooh, ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop, never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you, the pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Ooh, c'est si bon

Ah, ooh, ah
This be-bop's too much
I know you know
Hip hop, never stop
I'll pour you tasty funk
We got cool and hot
Just for you, the pleasures of the soul
Come on, come in
And check it out
Soul food to go

done

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