Lyrics:

Ooh, I see guys and girls dancing, ooh, ooh

Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound
Well, it's the Underground
You know that we're down with what you like
Yeah, with what you like, yeah
And though we're usually on the serious tip, check it out:
Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight
We're gonna say what we like
Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many people in the floor
Would like to just let yourselves go
And do what you like
Yeah, well tonight's your night
Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude
Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood
And do what you like
Yeah, and doowutchyalike
Everybody doowutchyalike


I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class
Let's all get together and have a few laughs
And do what we like
Yeah, and do what we like, yeah, and do what we like
And since you came here you gotta show and prove
And do that dance, until it don't move
Do what you like
Sometimes I bite
Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat
And if you're dirty, then go take a bath
Messed up the line?
Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme
Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese
Have a neck bone, you don't have to say please
Eat what you like, yo, smell how you like
Everybody doowutchyalike

Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool
Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool
And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like
Homegirls, for once, forget you got class
See a guy you like: just grab 'im in the biscuits!
And do what you like
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down
And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like
From a pink-skinned Yankee, to a blue-black Southerner
Ditch digger or a governor
Just do what you like
Look how you like
Now don't you know we're getting busy, it can't be corrected
Shake it, had to be def
I say what I like
Like I said, sometimes we bite
Even though you don't think it's right
Yo, I like to bite
Just have fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong
You got to admit, it's a new type of song
Doowutchyalike


Alright, here we go, y'all:
Do what you like
Talk how you like
Drink what you like
Grab who you like
Feel what you like
Eat what you like
Scratch where you like
Itch if you like
Daddy, can I go outside?
Ha, go where you like, kid!
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Ah, ah, ah, I feel like a nice big bowl of cereal, icy cold milk
Daddy, can I eat some ice cream?
Look, I told you kid, eat what you like, OK?
Now the beat goes on 'til the break of dawn
And just peep this, y'all, cause we're singing a song
And do what you like, yeah do what you like
And since you came here you gotta show and prove
And do that dance, until it don't move
And do what you like
Like I said, sometimes we bite
Now we're all getting stupid and acting a fool
Anything that you really wanna do is cool
So Goldfingers, cut what you like
Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat
And if you're dirty, then go take a bath
And do what you like
Stetsasonic's not just for the hip-hop fans
And since we're not your average everyday rap band
Yo, Piano Man, play how you like

Just act a fool -- it's okay if you drool
Cause everybody's gonna strip and jump in the pool
...Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't take your clothes off yet, not yet --
Wait 'til we get home
Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunions
Toenails smell and look like onions
Don't doowutchyalike--
Go see a foot doctor tonight!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody doowutchyalike

Straight hair, curled, casual or glamor
A shy girl, or loud like a bama
From Connecticut, or from Louisiana
Bad table etiquette, too much chatter
Very well spoken or real bad grammar
A minority token, a brother in the slammer
A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana
If you got a million and living in Atlanta
If you got a weak bladder or can't climb a ladder
What we're saying is, it really doesn't matter
I need a word that sounds like 'Ana'
Slipped on a peel of banana
Doowutchyalike
Yeah, cold getting stupid
Once again, you got the sound of the Underground
Baby Dope is in the house
Boyyy!!
Are we puttin' things in check, Baby D?
Too stupid check
I'm wit' it. Yo Dave, let's show 'em some old school
It makes no sense just standing around
Come on everybody, let's all...
Yeah, and do what we like
From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime
Come on, young ladies, let's have
And do what we like
Now I can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance
Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance
To do what you like
And get that thing packed tonight?
Vanessa Williams, ooh, you're so divine
Just wanted to put your name in my rhyme
And doowutchyalike
Yeah, everybody doowutchyalike

End the record how we like!