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Subject: Trying to find who sang this song
Written By: JMo9597 on 09/30/04 at 11:10 am
I can't remember most of the song, but here's some lines that I remember.
ooooo (rhymes with goo) e ooooo e oooo. We're coming for you.
When the beat gets hot, we're gonna make you high. Look out!
Someone told me it was George Duke, but I can't find anything from George Duke like that.
Thanks!
Subject: Re: Trying to find who sang this song
Written By: Harmonica on 09/30/04 at 8:36 pm
I don't know what it is....but it reminds me of the Doug Funny hit "Oooo eee oooo Killer Tofu!"
Subject: Re: Trying to find who sang this song
Written By: suzannnecol2 on 10/02/04 at 10:09 am
the oooo ee oooo ee o thing reminds me of 'Jungle Love
by Morris Day and the Time...... lyrics below
Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh!
I, I've been watching you. I think I wanna know ya.
Said I, I'm a little dangerous. Girl, I'd love to show ya.
(chorus)
My jungle love, yeah. I think I wanna know ya.
Jungle love. Girl, I'd love to show ya.
You, you've got a pretty car. I think I wanna drive it.
I ain't playin', said I drive a little dangerous. Take you to my crib, rip you off.
(repeat chorus)
Come on baby, where's your guts? You wanna make love or what?
I wanna take you to my cage, lock you up and hide the key.
You only get water, baby. Cuz if you're hungry, take a bite of me.
(repeat chorus)
I think I wanna ... I wanna file my nails.
(repeat chorus)
Jungle love, that's right. Can't nobody fudge with me?
I got a bearskin rug, I got a fireplace too.
And I'm all the way wild baby. All the things I could do to you.
Jungle love. Yes! That's it. Ha haa!