The Manhattan Transfer - Soul Food to Go (Sina) lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah My, my Oh, the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooh, that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove, it's cookin' Want some more? (Some more) We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazz? Kansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Oh Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top, blow your own Ah, ooh, ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop, never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got cool and hot Just for you, the pleasures of the soul Come on, come in And check it out Ooh, c'est si bon Ah, ooh, ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop, never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got cool and hot Just for you, the pleasures of the soul Come on, come in And check it out Soul food to go Yeah, yeah, yeah My, my Oh, the feelin' Of the sound Precious and real and Ooh, that's nice Whip up some steamin' jazz The pot is on the stove, it's cookin' Want some more? We always save some Art nouveau For special patrons You look nice Do you believe in jazz? Kansas City to Brazil It even gets you hot in your home Oh Kansas City to Brazil I say blow your top, blow your own Ah, ooh, ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop, never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got cool and hot Just for you, the pleasures of the soul Come on, come in And check it out Ooh, c'est si bon Ah, ooh, ah This be-bop's too much I know you know Hip hop, never stop I'll pour you tasty funk We got cool and hot Just for you, the pleasures of the soul Come on, come in And check it out Soul food to go