Once I was a boogie singer
Playin` in a Rock & Roll Band
I never had no problems
Burnin` down the night stands


And everything around me,
Got to stop to feelin` so low
And I decided quickly,
Yes I did
To disco down and check out the show


Yeah they were
Dancin` and singin`
and movin` to the groovin`
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die ,
oh till you die


I tried to understand this
I thought that they were outta there minds
How could I be so foolish
To not See I was the one behind


So still I kept on fighting
Loosing every step by the way
I said, I must go back there
In Jackessee still the things are the same


When they were
Dancin` and singin`
and movin` to the groovin`
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die,
oh till you die

SOLO

At first it wasn`t easy
Changed in Rock`n`Roll at mind
The things won`t get `n shaking
I thought I have to leave it behind


But now it`s so much better
I`m funking out and out by the way
Well, I`ll never loose that feeling
How I learned by lesson yeahea


When they were
Dancin` and singin`
and movin` to the groovin`
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die,
oh till you die


That`s all
Play that funky music...
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past


When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way


Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong,
You don't wanna save me, sad is my song


When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh


Very superstitious, nothin' more to say,
Very superstitious, the devil's on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past


When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer, Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no