I got brass in pocket
Got bottle, I'm gonna use it
Intention
I feel inventive,
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice
Got motion, restrained emotion
I been driving uh, Detroit leaning
No reason, just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice
Gonna use my arms,
Gonna use my legs,
Gonna use my style,
Gonna use my side-step-
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my, imagination
Cause I going make you see-- there's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special, so special
I got to have some of your attention, give it to me!
I got rhythm, I can't miss a beat
I got-a new skank so reet
Got something I'm winking at you,
Gonna make you, make you notice
Gonna use my arms,
Gonna use my legs,
Gonna use style,
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers, gon' use my my my imagination
Oh cause I gonna make you see
there's nobody else here, no one like me
I'm special, so special
I got to have some of your attention, give it to me!
'Cause I gonna make you see
there's nobody else here, no one like me,
I'm special, so special
I got to have some of your attention, give it to me
Ooooooooo, when you walk
Original source : April 1993 edition of Guitar Magazine