Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Stimme und Gesang
Casper
Casper
Bass
Boogie
Boogie
Schlagzeug
Frankie Kash Waddy
Frankie Kash Waddy
Schlagzeug
Gary Cooper
Gary Cooper
Stimme und Gesang
Gary Shider
Gary Shider
Gitarre
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Tasteninstrumente
Fredrick Allen
Fredrick Allen
Tasteninstrumente
Michael Hampton
Michael Hampton
Tasteninstrumente
Maceo Parker
Maceo Parker
Saxofon
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Posaune
Randy Brecker
Randy Brecker
Trompete
Rick Gardner
Rick Gardner
Trompete
Leslyn Bailey
Leslyn Bailey
Stimme und Gesang
Michael Brecker
Michael Brecker
Saxofon
Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter:in
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Songwriter:in
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Horn-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Produzent:in
George Clinton
George Clinton
Produzent:in
J. Vitti
J. Vitti
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Songtexte

Hallelujah! They call me Casper! Not the friendly ghost But the holy ghost! Dig! And I'm here, to make ya shout Glory be to the one, who knows what the funk's about! Like the ridin' rhythm, only if you can stand The elastic music, of my Rubber Band I'm gonna hit ya with the one (ughh) And Glory Be, the Funk's on me, 'cause DIG! This is Casper here, and I'm callin' short distance, baby I'm gonna hit ya with the one on the fun, booooooo (We're stretchin' out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band...) (Hang on) (We're stretchin' out, spreadin' funk all across the land) (Watch out now, baby) (We're stretchin' out, what ya see and hear is real) (Give me some! Hit me!) (We're stretchin' out, and the real you're gonna feel) (DIG!) So you unfunky folks Let me come outta my sheet Mm... so you can see what I'm doin', Dig! (We like to party!) party, baby! (You like to party!) (Booooooo...) We like to party Holy shit! stretch it out baby (We like to party!) (You like to party!) (We like to party!) What ya got Oh, gettin' nasty on ya baby Don't skip funk outcha Hit me! Oh, glory be! the Funk's on me! I gotta get it loose, baby You ain't nothin' but a hound dog Oh, cryin' baby, boooooooo Oh, this is Casper here, I just wanna whisper in your ear I'm callin short distance baby, from me to you With a friendly Boooooo, that's all baby Just a friendly boo, boo, oh, play on, baba Liquid, liquid baby Oh, stretchin, mmmm (We like to party!) (Come on, now) (You like to party!) (do you?) (We like to party!) Gotta stick some of this funk loose (You like to party!)Hit me! (We like to party!) Come on, ya'll (You like to party!) (We like to party!) Aw, my name is Casper (We're stretchin out anda hangin loose in a Rubber Band) (California when i'm?) (We're stretchin out, spreadin' funk all across the land) and i'm funk otherwise bobble (We're stretchin out, what ya see and hear is real) Glory Be! (Funks on me) (We're stretchin out, and the real your gonna feel) Halleluia! Well uh... I feel so good to talk to ya right now Booooooo Uh, gonna get nasty now Halleluia! They call me Casper, the friendly ghost I'm the holy ghost baby Watch out, I get under ya skin, cuz, Dig! Watch out now! Let me loose, let the cat out the bag! I'm gonna rain some funk on ya I gotta come out my sheet, let me see what i'm doin' Hey all you innocent bystanders Come on and look under here (We like to party!) That's what we like to do! (You like to party!) (We like to party!) Come up under my sheet! (You like to party!) Party! (We like to party!) (You like to party!) (We like to party!) You gotta shoot your shot To get what ya want, what ya got Shoot your shot (We're stretchin out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band) (We're stretchin out, spreadin' funk all across the land) and i'm funk otherwise bobble (We're stretchin out, what ya see and hear is real) (We're stretchin out, and the real your gonna feel) Hey, Glory Be! Oh, the Funk's on me You want some? Its gonna raise the funk... 40 days (We like to Party!) You better get it tonight baby (We like to Party!) Cuz the night just fade away... Right On! (We Like to Party!) Right on Baby! (We Like to Party!) Oh, glory be! (We're stretchin out and hangin' loose in a Rubber Band) (We're stretchin out, spreadin' funk all across the land) Gettin' funky and the funk's on me (We're stretchin out, what ya see and hear is real) (We're stretchin out, and the real your gonna feel) O, baby, this is Casper here Calling, uh, short distance baby... just a minute From the microphone to the speaker and... drop it to me Don't put me on hold! Land me on your radio! Drop it to me baby Uh, ya here me?
Writer(s): William Earl Collins, George Clinton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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