Funky Again

The Russian winter is moving in
And your face is making me snow-blind
And I never found out what you were looking for
When I first found you on my kitchen floor

And these are the days that the Mathematicians feared
Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?

No, I never found out what you were looking for
Will it stand up? Will it stand up in court?
And yes sir to my mind I can see through time

Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again? (Yeah!)

And I won't care if you won't
And I won't say it if you won't

Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?
Will we ever be that funky again?

(Well, I never found out what you were looking for)
Will we ever be that funky again?
(Well, I never found out what you were looking for)
(Well, I never found out what you were looking for)
(Well, I never found out what you were looking for)