Funkadelic No Compute Lyrics

No Compute Lyrics

Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was restless {?}

My imagination
could no longer take me there

So I slid into my copping haberdashery

And gave into the original jones: sex.



Now, my sexy jones was
below sea level

The hornies occupied my being

I was at that stage
where most men would say,

"Hey ho', it's your life or your lay."

But I was cooler than that.

She said, "No compute."



I
spotted a lady who was also on the prowl

I could tell by her makeup, plus
the scent was there

So I sashayed over to her, and, ah, spoke of my
plan

She screamed and said, "Are you asking to make love to me?"

I
said, "Is pig what's in pork?

Or you gonna play hard 

After all the
trouble you went through to get chosen?"

She said, ah, "No compute."



Finally, she said, ah, "I could, ah, probably go for what you're
talking about.

But it's really about my birth control pill."

I
said, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack.

When in doubt,
vamp.

Or at least ad-lib.

And of course you know that spit don't
make babies."

She smiled, and said, "No compute."

But I could tell
that she was getting interested {?}.



So off we went!

There
was fun to be had, love to be made.

"Strange", I said to myself after I
laid, 

Smoking a last joint before I ??? to sleep

"What a man will
go for when the hornies, ah, set in."

Well, suddenly as she laid there,
mouth wide open, wig half off, snoring

Breath smelling like a 1948
Buick

I was sick with the filthies, and she smiled in her sleep

As
if to say, "All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack."