I'm gonna kick 'em out 
 
Well I feel pretty good 
And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 
'Cause we all got in tune 
When the dressing room got hazy now, baby 
 
I know how you want it, child, 
Hot, sweet, and tight 
The girls can't stand it 
When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand 
And then they kick out the jams, yes 
Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out 
 
Yes I'm startin' to sweat 
You know my shirt's all wet 
What a feelin' 
And the sound that abounds and 
Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling 
You gotta have it, baby 
You can't do without 
When you get the feelin' 
You've got the sounds above 
Put that mic in my hand 
And let me kick out the jams 
Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out 
 
So you got to get it up 
And then can't get enough 
That's what .... 
'Cause it gets in your brain 
It drives you insane, makes you crazy 
The ...... the faster you funk 
If you wanna feed my rocket 
Till the morning comes 
Let me be who I am 
And let me kick out the jams 
Yes kick out the jams 
I done kick 'em out