Lyrics:

*Singing in a foreign language*
What you going to play now?
Oh, hi there ladies and gentlemen
And to my black brothers and sisters
Now then, let us have some fun
I taut I taw a puddy tat
This is a recording
This is a recording
(This is a recording)
Charlie says he loves my Good N' Plenty
(Mmm)
Okay Nixon , on to the count of two
Come and get it
Come on man, I'm gonna make it official now
Groove, groove, groove, groove with the (Yeah)
Groove, groove, groove, groove with the (Yeah)
Mmm, you , you killed my brother
This is coming from you, I brought my
You made me kill your—
No, I've never put my pants on!

Oh, don't you realize Antonio Stradivari was trying to prove when we made that violin was that music is art
Of course Frederick, but that's not the point
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
(Mmm)
You'll be training tonight, alright, young man
You'll be training to be the next golden globe champion of the world (Mmm)
Wowie
Groove, groove, groove, groove with the (Yeah)
Groove, groove, groove, groove with the (Yeah)
Oh, but don't you think that he opened a whole new world of music and
Well, not much time left this evening, so
So it is with deep pride and humility, that I urge you to vote to yourselves to undergo this uplifting cinematic experience
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now
Feel that funky groove (Blow your whistle)
Right now