How We Do It

People, get ready to move
When Blind Mice lay it down,
You got to get up and groove

People, when the funk gets hot,
You got to pick it up off the floor,
Shake what you got

Ain’t no reason, to sit and stare.
If you get it up and move it around,
Then we’ll all get there

It’s a rare thing, don’t take it for granted
Don’t leave your butt on the ground
Like you’ve been planted

Feel the feeling, gets in your pants
When Blind Mice do their thing,
You got to get up and dance

Chorus:
George Clinton said
Free your mind and your rump will follow
Your heart’s half dead
Your brain’s shut down, you’re almost hollow
We’re the Mice
Gonna show you all that there ain’t nothin’ to it
‘Cause we told you twice the first time
That’s how we do it

People, we told you what to do.
That’s all I got to say,
The rest is up to you.
Feel the feeling, gets in your pants.
When Blind Mice do their thing
Get ready to dance