Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine Lyrics
I wanna get into it, man, you know (go ahead)
Like a, like a sex machine, man (yeah, go ahead)
Movin', doin' it, you know
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)
One, two, three, four
Get up (get on up)
Stay on the scene (get on up)
Like a sex machine (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene (get on up)
Like a sex machine (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene (get on up)
Like a sex machine (get on up)
Shake your arm, then use your form
Stay on the scene like a sex machine
You got to have the feeling, soon as you're born
Get it together, right on, right on
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
You said the feeling you got to get
You give me fever and a cold sweat
The way I like it is the way it is
I got mine, don't worry 'bout his
Stay on the scene (get on up)
Like a sex machine (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
(Go ahead)
Take 'em on to the bridge
(Take 'em to the bridge)
Can I take 'em to the bridge?
(Yeah)
Take 'em to the bridge?
(Go ahead)
Hit me now
Come on
The way I like it, is the way it is
I got mine, dig it, he's got his
Stay on the scene, like a lovin' machine
Stay on the scene
(Go ahead)
You wanna hear it like it did on the top fellas?
(Yeah)
Hear it like it did on the top?
(Yeah)
Hit it now
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get on up, get on up
like a lovin' machine (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Bein' (get on up)
Taste (get on up)
Bein' (get on up)
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, like a sex machine
Soon as you're born (get on up)
Get it together, right on, right on
Right on, right on (right on, right on)
Right on, right on (right on, right on)
Right on, right on (right on, right on)
Get up (get on up)
And then, shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Can we hit like that one more time
(One more time)
One more time
Let's hit it and quit (go ahead)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah)
Can we hit it and quit? (Yeah)
Hit it
The song's about goin' at it consistently and tirelessly until the job is properly done... like a sex machine... duh? If you listen to the rhythm section, you can hear that they practice what they preach.
Oh, and when he starts randomly yelling "taste" (which is hilarious, by the way) I think he's also saying "piano" not "being". But he's pronouncing it "piana". Which I think would fit in with the way he talks. Plus right after he says that he begins hammering on the "piana" like a maniac...
It's about fuckin'.
FREAKINGGG FANTASTIIIC NO COMMENTS WTFFFF GET UP,GET ON UP
Call and response, roots of soul, irresistable rhythm. Often imitated but never replicated, King James at his very best. Get On Up!
Everybody likes a sex machine.
We're near or in the "Free Love" era of the 60s. Also Black power. I visualize a Mack Daddy (or Mack Momma) in the club or wherever having undeniable confidence to hook up with a sex partner, time and time again, like a machine. A sex machine. Sung and done only in the way the Godfather of Soul and the Master of Funk can do it.
sorry for longness >.