Kick Out the Jams - Live

Well, I feel pretty good
 And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby
 'Cause we all got in tune
 When the dressing room got hazy now, baby
 I know how you want it, child
 Hot, sweet and tight
 The girls can't stand it
 When you're doing it right
 When they're up on the stand
 And then they kick out the jams, yes
 Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out
 Yes, I'm startin' to sweat
 You know my shirt's all wet
 What a feelin' and the sound that abounds
 And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
 You gotta have it, baby
 You can't do without
 When you get the feelin'
 You've got the sounds above
 Put that mic in my hand
 And let me kick out the jams
 Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out
 So you got to get it up
 And then can't get enough
 That's what [unverified]
 'Cause it gets in your brain
 It drives you insane, makes you crazy
 The [unverified] the faster you funk
 If you wanna feed my rocket
 Till the morning comes
 Let me be who I am
 And let me kick out the jams
 Yes kick out the jams
 I done kick 'em out