Hung from the heat / Drugged from the day Let night's velvet glove / take you away
Pounding that beat / making your play
When push comes to shove / step right this way

Freeman Square / grab that groove and climb the square All the best folks meeting there / out of the glare

Vibe all night / let that high life treat you right light your inner Buddha sight / shiny and bright

Dig how the night's an ocean teaming around you
Calling for you to be as free as your dreamy spirit wants you to be It's not just black & white / it's also golden-bright now
And it's a green as ever was seen / a pyrotechnic kinda' sheen
A laughing clown / a fountain of eau-de-vie, now An iridescent spree now
And it's crimson & yellow & orange-o / & violet
like Violet B was With her ever-lasting gob / stopping mid chew When she found a purple-berry pie / when the intro of a
very weird gum chew as done, over & through

Let's be kings of the nighttime scene / two mannish cats who Bust out of the seams of what it means
Listen, sonny / we need no money
I've got a stock of lines within me / guaranteed to open what's shut
What? I'm a cat who struts uncut / stalking the halls of every club you can conceive, imagine or dream up / I've got an Ali Baba syllable team-up / greases up a doorman's id satisfaction / a califacaent

Mixing a tonic fix / to overcome any guest list diss twist Upon a late arrival / it's club survival

And when the sun is bumping up / I can dig Sonny strutting into the light / you're boogien' & cooking with the grooviest women there.
Shutting down the night: it's Sonny!
You might now want to electively put your butt in your chair To help the thinking that you're drinking sink in.

There's nothing Willie can come through with that you cannot crew with within your own mindset and

Unless you're Miles Davis there's always some brother / Some mother smoother than you. So don't you worry bout a thing. You've got plenty of bells to ring
Bring that bad thing you bring & swing on down to Freeman Square