Stuff like thatquincy joneswalked in the jointthey were lined up back to backanything you can name, no shame, uhn, uhan' stuff like thatdo it - do itdo it - do it(chorus)what makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?what makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?before my eyeswas the promise of paradiseis she real, can she feelis she a dream? if ya know what i mean'cause she was built out ofstuff like thatstuff...like that (do it - do it) *4 x'si knew i was capturedby the rhythm of the magic flutepulling and urging meto taste the forbidden fruittho' i felt naivei did not want to leavefever was in the airall of a sudden, i didn't careno reason why, i just had to testify(chorus x's 4)do it - do it (x's 4)(repeat 3rd verse)(chorus x's 6)from: mtnheart7@aol.com