Chilly Down

When the sun goes down (sun goes down) And the bats are back to bed       The brothers come ’round           I get out of my dirty bed          I shake my pretty little head     Tap my pretty little feet F#dim Feeling brighter than sunlight Adim Louder than thunder Bdim                  Ebdim Bouncing like a yo-yo Don’t got no problems (no problems) Ain’t got no suitcase         Ain’t got no clothes to worry about    Ain’t got no real estate or jewelry or gold mines to hang me up I just throw in my hand     With the chilliest bunch in the land F#dim They don’t look much Adim They sure chilly chilly Bdim                     Ebdim They positively glow glow Chilly down with the fire gang Think small with the fire gang Bad hep with the fire gang F#dim         Adim     Bdim      Ebdim When your thing gets wild chilly down Chilly down with the fire gang Act tall with the fire gang Good times bad food F#dim                  Adim       Bdim           Ebdim When your thing gets wild chilly down chilly down Drive you crazy really lazy Eye rollin’ funky strollin’ Ball playin’ hip swayin’ Trouble makin’ booty shakin’ Tripping passing jumping bouncing Drivin’ stylin’ creeping pouncing Shoutin’ screamin’ double dealin’ Rockin’ rollin’ and a reelin’ With the mackin’ sex appealin’ Can you dig our groovy feelin’? So when things get too tough    And your chin is dragging on the ground And even down looks up          Bad luck             We can show you a good time And we don’t charge nothin’ F#dim Just strut your nasty stuff Adim Wiggle in the middle yeah Bdim                        Ebdim Get the town talkin’ fire gang Chilly down with the fire gang Think small with the fire gang Bad hep with the fire gang F#dim   Adim   Bdim      Ebdim When your thing gets wild chilly down Chilly down with the fire gang Act tall with the fire gang Good times bad food F#dim   Adim   Bdim      Ebdim When your thing gets wild chilly down