The Cocoa Boys

Over on the east side across the river There was a band called The Cocoa Boys The leader was a brother named Frankie, huh He was the ladies pride and joy Yes he was Now Frankie had a brother named Joe And they shared the high-part harmonies Joe played the bass, Frankie played guitar And people, I mean they was too funky And every Sunday night up on the main strip There always was a battle (A musical battle of the bands) And if you had the courage If you had the style, if you had a different trip You would have an extra hundred dollars in your hands (Hundred bills, hundred dollars) There was an argument as to who was gonna go on first I guess you could say The Cocoa Boys won (No!) Yeah, 'cause they had a trombone player the size of a house Who considered whoopin' punks like us fun (Alright, y'all, what's it gonna be?) The show started The lights were turned off, "Turn 'em off" And in the distance, the horns blared The band was on the stage I could sorta see Frankie smilin' Needless to say he was, he was sorta scary (Shit) A single light called up three men or was it two? (It was two) He had a two-man horn section walkin' thru the front door Playin' the funkiest line I'd ever heard Franky started laughin' and the, the people roared Cocoa Boys, pride and joy, huh They give the people what they need Make my ears bleed, Lord Turn the music up, uh, Cocoa don't let us down And if you do it right you can hear my body sound Uh, can you hear it? Uh, can you hear it, baby? Uh, can you hear it? Uh, Cocoa Boys, la la la Cocoa Boys, la la la Cocoa Boys, la la, yeah Dig up They kicked for thirty minutes But the funk so hard the crowd could hardly walk We knew we had to jam, we knew we needed a little scam We knew we needed to have a talk, we need to have a talk "Turn the house lights up!" Give me the mic Let me start my shit I hate a show-off but I know what you like, uh "Turn the house lights up!" Cousin gonna hit a lick on the drum, bang on the pump all night long Play your chords in a loop, uh, let the horns blow Whoo "Yo Frankie, check it out, we brothers got somethin' for y'all, huh" Everybody jump down on the floor and do that "Detroit Crawl" Whoo! Uh That kinda worked 'cause the crowd gettin' tired But we wanted them suckers to beg Huh, the drummer just stomped on the rim and started to ride We hit the "Wooden Leg" Whoo! Get wit it The crowd started rockin', we knew we couldn't lose Step five, huh, jump to the side, do the "Kangaroo" Kanga-what?! Kangaroo Kangaroo, Kangaroo, Kangaroo Whoo! All the boys and all the girls, you are the new kings of the world And if you can't love somebody If there are tears in your eyes For every king must share his prize And if you are there, raise your hands in the air Show 'em that you care Everybody share the prize You are beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night You are beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night You are beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night