Flat Beat
Some people been driving to fast
Some people still having a gas
But if there's one thing you gotta concede,
You gotta know who's driving you car,
You get to fifth gear with your foot on the floor
Or else you're starring in “a cruise too far”
Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let it flow now mama,
Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let it flow become a woman
Some people been wasting their time
Some people expanding their minds
But if you've known love like the jokers before
Then you're likely to be home on the range
No more the cowboy gottsa flaunt his wares
He's been grazing on a different plain
Turn on, tune in, cop out
Let it flow now mama
Turn on, tune in, and cop out
Let it flow become a woman
It's easy to see why there's a thousands of people
Are regularly turning it out
And it's easy to find when you mess with your mind
That you've gone beyond a reasonable doubt…
Turn on tune in cop out
Let if flow now mama
Turn on, tune in, and cop out
Let it flow become a woman
Turn on tune in cop out
Let if flow now mama
Turn on, tune in, and cop out
Let it flow become a woman
Turn on tune in cop out
Let if flow now mama
Turn on, tune in, and cop out
Let it flow become a woman
