To groove is to lubricate your imagination
You can call somebody captain
Under pressure you can flip
You can be a rock commando
But you can't pilot the ship
Groove a little baby, groove a little now
Groove a little baby, you might know what you want
But I'll show you how
You can trip the light fantastic
Become a space grotesque
You can fossilize your thought dreams
Behind a rusty desk
You might know what you want
But I'll show you how