Toe Jam (feat. Dizzee Rascal & David Byrne)

I was asked in New York City: Do you like my clothes?

I'm talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road

But on Friday night, I'm, purified that my feet don't touch the floor

When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes

Everyday is fucking perfect, it's a paradise

Watch my life like it's a movie, have to watch it twice

A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony

She gallops all day long, in between my toes

And every night, she's purified, she don't do that dance no more

When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes

I'm skankin on the dance floor, I'm drunk off that hennessey

I ain't sober, I don't mix with Coca-Cola or soda

But right now I'm on a roller, I take a look over my shoulder

When I see that sexy thing, I think it's time to work my way over

So I shuffle on my heals, and bounce on my toes

I'm crazy, and she knows, still it's all good I suppose

She picked a good place and she packed it up

I got behind her and I lapped it up

And we danced all night til the sun came up

Then I took her to my yard then I racked it up

I'm a member of the ju ju nation

Down in New Orleans

You don't need an application

If you move your feet

Explode if you poke it

Exposed on the floor

It grows if you soak it

It rolls out the door

Now

Summer time, every night, now my feet don't touch the floor

She don't do that dance no more, in between my toes

Him and you, you and I, I don't do that dance no more

When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes

The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer

She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes

Explode if you poke it

Exposed on the floor

It grows if you soak it

It rolls out the door

Explode if you poke it

Exposed on the floor

It grows if you soak it

It rolls out the door