#jazzdance

Release: October 1, 1993

Lyrics:

Turn on

I'm on the fast lane, yeah baby

You know something baby, you better watch out

Taking over too fast

Some people been driving too fast

Some people still having a gas

But if there's one thing you gotta conceed

You gotta know who's driving you car

You get to sixth gear with you 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, and 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 gots ta flaunt his wares

He's been grazing on a different plain

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow now mama

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow become a woman

Well it's easy to see why the thousands of people

Are regularily turning it out

And it's easy to find when you mess with your mind

That you've gone beyond a resonable doubt

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow now mama

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow become a woman

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow now mama

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow become a woman

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow now mama

Turn on, tune in, and cop out

Let it flow become a woman

Songwriter: Norman Cook

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