Calvin: You know what makes a neighborhood a neighborhood?
All those wonderful crazies out there... the lovers and the liars,
the players and the haters, the hookers, the dentists,
the Jews for Jesus.
But that's cool, because most times those crazy people out there,
they're out there... somewhere where you don't have to deal with them,
most times. But see, when you run a neighborhood barbershop,
that makes you the center of the urban universe.
And all those people? They don't keep their craziness out there.
- They bring it in here. - ( Jazz music playing )
- Romadal? - Romadal dupree.
- Did you just say you were gonna hire romadal? - Wh...
- why would you bring someone like that here? - Hell no!
I got a better idea. How about we put a sign outside
that says "bad shit, come on in."
I know you just didn't say you're giving romadal a booth.
I had to leave the sectarian violence of Nigeria to work with romadal dupree?
- Wait... wait wait wait... - Why?
- ( All grumbling ) - Hey hey hey!
- Everybody just hold up! - He is evil!
- What the hell is wrong with y'all? - What's wrong with us?
What the hell is wrong with you? You're hiring romadal dupree to work in your shop.
- I know you had ex-cons in your shop before... - thugs.
- Hooligans. - Illegal aliens...
Hot-headed girls, and white kids who think they can cut a black man's hair.
See? Really, that is what you call an open-door policy.
- ( Laughing ) - Okay, will somebody please explain to me
why y'all are freaking out? Romadal is just a young kid who needs a break.
Oh man, that ain't how it is. Romadal is an urban legend, a straight badass.
- He robbed a bank... - ( Alarm, sirens blaring )
- Shot his way out... - ( Gunfire )
- And killed 15 cops. - Hell no, that is not what happened!
- He got into a gang fight at a bar... - Man: Whoa, hey hey!
He was shot, stabbed, still took out 15 bangers with his bare hands.
No no no, I'll tell you what happened.
He didn't kill no 15 people.
No sir, just one.
( Tearfully ) One man.
- Get your hand outta my pocket! - ( Woman screams )
Wait wait, audubon ballroom?
Romadal shot Malcolm X?
That was like 40 years ago, this kid's about 25.
How's it possible he could have been one of the shooters?
Evil doesn't die.
Yeah, okay, see how these stories are all...
You know, big... And, uh...
And big. They're...
- Yinka, they're...? - Hyperbole.
Hyperbole, okay? That's all they are...
What the African said. So let's just squash the talk,
be cool and give the brother a chance.
No, we need to give you a chance to explain
why you hiring somebody like romadal dupree.
This is my shop. I don't have to explain shit.
( Chuckles )
Okay, let me explain it like this.
What you have to understand is romadal is kin.
Well, he's my wife's kin.
My sister's husband's brother's wife's uncle's kid
- is getting out of prison and I want you to give him a job. - What?
My sister's husband's brother's wife's uncle's kid is getting out of prison
- and I want you to give him a job. - What?
- Don't make me repeat all that. - You don't have to repeat any of it.
I didn't mean "what?" As in "what'd you say?"
I meant "what makes you think I'd give some kid a job?"
- My sister's brother's husband's wife's... - auntie's roommate's clone.
No, I'm not giving him a job.
Calvin: Now, maybe I told my wife Jen no,
but the thing you gotta understand
when you're in a long-term committed relationship,
women do things that make saying "no" something that's not gonna happen.
- ( Funk music playing ) - ( Unzips )
Oh oh... oh... okay.
( Groans )
Okay... you just got your hair done.
I'm about to mess... All that up
- ( all laughing ) - Hey, that last part stays in the shop.
♪ Jungle boogie... ♪
Calvin: Running a barbershop is kind of like being at an all-you-can-eat restaurant.
Right when you think it's all out of nonsense...
- "Dukes of Hazzard!" - The chef cooks you a fresh plate of craziness.
"Rush hour 3," this shit ain't even made yet.
Good morning, friends.
Can someone please direct me to miss Terri Jones?
- What? - Miss Jones,
have you no shame?
Life is like a flower from the kingdom of heaven.
Take pity on your flower.
Use love to make the right choice.
Good day.
Everybody might want to pull up chairs.
I'm thinking this is gonna be a long explanation.
I don't know who the hell that was. I never seen him before.
- He sure knew you. - Terri's lack of recall
is symptomatic of a particular mental state
that many of the finer doctors call "limited rage vision."
When certain African Americans of color,
many in the young generation, go off,
they get a fire in their eyes and all they can see
- is their own anger... - What?!
And they have trouble recalling the subject of their tirade.
- ( Laughing ) - Terri Jones doesn't have anger issues.
All I do is speak my mind. Now, if a man does that,
he's direct, a straight shooter,
tell it like it is. But if it's a woman,
- she's got anger issues. - Now you gonna tell all of us
who flinch when you move too quickly that you don't go off?
Massively, over any little thing?
- And I say that respectfully. - Do I go off? Sometimes.
But when I go off, it's for a reason.
Calvin: That was the truth. Terri Jones only went off for a reason...
- Any reason. - Big man with your little white collar.
Just gonna cut in front of me? Wow.
You see Jesus cut in front of people to get to the cross?
This is not a z-rated tire. This is clearly a motherfucking "r."
Now do not let the skirt fool you because I will beat you like a goddamned man.
Big man with your lights and sirens!
You didn't see me crossing the street?
You're the one who's h.M.O. Better be paid up because I'm about to go...
Off, it's rarely. Believe me,
the only time I go off is when somebody's fucking with me.
Whoa. Is that fucking with you, or fucking you?
'Cause either way, I'm ready to do both.
( Men jeer )
Uh-oh!
- You want to find out? - All right, if you're so calm and everything,
I'm just saying you can't go 24 hours without losing it.
- 24 hours? - Uh-huh.
Might as well give me the money because you haven't got a chance in...
hell is taking you so long to ring up one damned order?
You want your body bag paper or plastic?
Better get your shit together or I'm gonna really go... oof!
Do not move! You're under arrest.
Calvin: After spending an hour in jail for resisting arrest,
Terri was set free by an extremely apologetic detective moya caliente.
I can't tell you how sorry we are. This was a complete mistake.
Locking your keys in the car is a mistake, what you did is fucked up!
The way you were gesticulating made you look like an emotionally disturbed person.
Not all officers are trained as to what a black woman looks like when she's going off.
( Laughs ) I wasn't going off. I was talking with my hands.
And the only reason my hands had to get in the conversation,
is 'cause that clerk took so damned long to ring me up.
No, she was ringing you up slowly on purpose. Your credit card was flagged,
and we asked her to keep you in the store until officers arrived.
Your identity's been stolen and someone's running up fraudulent charges.
We'd like your help in identifying whoever it is that stole your information.
So... do I get a check from the police department or do I just do your job for free?
- Thanks, bro. - Can I speak with you, Calvin?
- Sure, what's up? - Privately.
Aw, shit.
I'm having some difficulties with women,
and I would appreciate your help. It's in the area of foreplay,
of being sexually expressive with women.
You mean dirty talk? You need help with your dirty talk.
Yeah, I don't know what your dirty talk is like,
and I'd do everything I could to keep it that way.
I realize it's kinda creepy for two men all alone to discuss sex,
so I burned this DVD of myself speaking sexually.
Yinka, come on, man. You gonna give me a home porn DVD?
It's not porn. It's just yinka talking dirty.
You say "just" like there's some acceptable amount of sex people can put into home movies.
I think Paris Hilton and r. Kelly have taught us no.
Yinka, come on, man. It's talking dirty.
- How bad can your dirty talk be? - Women run from me.
- Wait, don't go! - You have a problem, you know that? You need Jesus!
You have problems, you know that? You need vishnu.
You have problems, you know that? You need high elohim.
- ( Yinka groans ) - Damn!
- Yes, damn. - No, I mean damn...
You actually got three different religions to agree on something?
That shit's impressive.
Calvin: The next morning, the legendary romadal dupree went from being a legend
to an employee in my shop.
I'm looking for Calvin.
Romadal?
Okay. Romadal.
Okay, romadal, everybody.
Calvin, I'm Calvin.
That's Eddie. That's Isaac.
That there's yinka.
I'd like to... we'd all like to welcome you...
Where i'm cutting at, man?
Right. You're "at" right there.
- And you know how to cut, yeah? - Yeah.
Well, more than just cut cut. You know how to style?
- Well, clearly you do cornrows... - what'd I say, bitch?
♪ Get your car fixed up for sure. ♪
- First day and he calls Eddie a bi... - ( Gasps )
Go find your little bill. Where's little bill?
- Okay. - Itch!
He called Eddie a bitch. That's not right.
A pain in the ass, a stubborn cuss...
Even at that you've got to get to know him.
You don't just walk in, "hey, how you doin', bitch?"
- That nigga gotta go. - You have to give romadal a chance.
- This is my shop. I ain't got to do sh... - ( Gasps )
- Okay. - It. He's a killer.
Give him a chance to do what? Kill people?
Just because some people told you romadal might be a killer?
Uh, romadal told me he might be a killer,
but without using the word "might."
There you go! Nobody admits to something like that.
This reminds me of something I studied at school.
- You studied something like this at community college? - Vocational institute.
Okay? Respect it. You don't just magically wake up one day
with a certificate in hotel management. You have to earn it.
And one afternoon we had a lecture on child psychology.
And if we take what I remember from the part I stayed awake through
and apply it to criminal psychology, when romadal says he killed somebody,
that's just a desperate cry for attention.
Next time he talks about stabbing somebody
or smashing their head in or slitting their throat,
- you just fight back by killing him with kindness. - Kill him with what?
'Cause it didn't sound like there was an actual weapon involved there.
Oh but there is! If you smother him with love.
You counteract his rage by, say, giving him a candy bar
or a humorous hallmark card. But kindness doesn't have to be monetary.
You can just give romadal a hug.
Baby, you don't hug killers.
And if more people did, maybe they wouldn't kill.
Calvin: Even though she played it off, Jen was having second thoughts
about romadal working in the shop.
I'm running around from one meeting to the next, it's intense.
And the level that i'm operating on right now? Pfft, it's intense.
Calvin: This is Jimmy James. Jimmy used to work in the barbershop
until he quit to pursue a career in politics.
In a very short time, he'd gone on to become quite a political big shot.
At least, according to Jimmy James.
Then I get a call from you and I'm like, "intensity, you'd better settle down.
Jen needs a favor." So, Jen,
what favor do you need? Or should I say...
What problem can I solve for you?
Well, one of my relatives is working in the shop now,
and there're all these rumors flying around about him smashing people's heads in,
or slitting their throat or otherwise killing people, so I was hoping
you could get his criminal record so we could find out what he was really convicted for.
( Chuckles ) Yeah yeah yeah.
Criminal record... ( Chuckles )
I don't think I can get access to those.
But you're always going on about all those political connections you have.
- I mean, if you were just making all that up... - make...
You see this watch?
This is a sohne.
This is what hooked-up political big shots wear.
It's like a sign to other hooked-up political big shots.
"Hey, other hooked-up political big shot, can I do you
a secret insider cronyistic favor?"
That's sad. Public service should be about helping people.
- Not money. - I know.
It's a good thing I've got this expensive-ass watch or I'd be damn near depressed.
You had the eggs, right?
Calvin: As Jen paid for her eggs, detective caliente and Terri Jones
went looking for the other Terri Jones.
Terri Jones... yeah, I remember a girl came in here using that credit card.
You just let her buy whatever?
I have been shopping here for two damned years,
and you hit me up for my I.D. every time I come in.
- How come she got a pass? - She was nice.
That should have tipped you off, dumb-ass.
Yeah, she was nice... And pleasant
and non-physically threatening.
Oh, um... ( Speaks foreign language )
Oh, yeah, and she knew how to say "please" and "thank you."
Really? Hmm. As in, "I'd thank you
if you'd please go fuck yourself?"
Unbelievable! Some girl walks in
with a little smile and a smooth attitude and she gets whatever she wants.
- Am I really that rough? - If by rough, you mean hot as fuck? Yeah!
( Chuckles look, Terri, sometimes you do have
a little bit of an attitude.
But I know you have a big heart.
And if things get hectic, I'd want you to have my back.
I'd want you to have my back too.
You are just itching for me to sexually harass you.
I'm being real. The thing you gotta know is
I'm not good at dealing with people.
I grew up in foster homes. They were just in it for the government aid.
Kids like me, we had to scrap and fight for everything we got.
No, I'm not soft. I'm who I am.
And who Terri Jones is is somebody who's tired of the world fucking with her.
Whoa whoa. Check this out.
Five-five-Charlie to central,
we've got an emotionally disturbed person with a knife.
Moving in with stun guns.
Terri: What the fuck?! Ah!
I can't tell you how sorry we are.
This was a complete mistake.
- Stun-fucking-guns? - Totally inappropriate.
I would've used pepper spray.
Calvin: Speaking of pains in the ass
romadal wasn't exactly fitting in.
Stop playing in your ass, bitch.
Calvin: When you run a barbershop,
you don't only have to deal with daytime bullshit,
you get after-hours bullshit too.
Mine was, did I really want to peep
what was on that disk yinka had given me?
No...
But he put so much effort into the cover art.
The friction of your pudenda
has got me so hot
for your undulating vagina.
The way your hymen glistens in the soft light
makes me want you so much more.
I'm going to increase the motion of my urinary meatus
against your urethral orifice.
The pressure is building... Building...
Building...
And now I will ejaculate.
( Audio rewinds quickly )
Private foreskin at your cervix.
I think I lost my appetite.
Excuse me, I'm looking for Terri Jones.
Y'all might want to pull up some chairs.
When this is all over, it's gonna take awhile to explain.
So you work for an abortion clinic?
No no, I'm with a pro-choice advocacy group called vagina watch.
We just found out some anti-abortion activists
hacked into a clinic's computers,
stole all their records and was harassing women who'd had consultations.
Oh, man, that guy who came in here the other day
was getting on me because he thought I went to get an abortion.
- He was infringing on your right to choose. - No, you don't get it.
- It's not me. My identity was stolen. - I know it feels that way,
but be who you want to be. It's your body.
Okay. I need to walk away before it's my foot to your ass.
Exactly! Your choice!
Move, bitch. You too, bitch.
- You watched the disc? - Yeah.
Yinka, come on, man. "Undulating vagina"?
But the vagina when excited, it undulates.
Technically, yeah.
But that's the problem. All right, look.
Now I know you're an intelligent, articulate African.
Forget intelligent and articulate.
Get native.
You want to step up your dirty-talk game,
- you just gotta hit the key phrases. - Such as?
Hmm. You know what?
I'm gonna write 'em down.
That way you can practice them on your own.
There.
"Who's pussy is that?"
No, you're not curious.
You sound like you're at the lost and found.
You know who's pussy it is. She's right there.
You're demanding that she tell you you own it.
Who's pussy is that?
Okay, go on to number two.
I think you'll have better luck with number two.
"I'm going to make that ass say my name."
Okay, go on to number three.
We'll come back to number two.
"You know you want this dick."
Yinka, come on, man, put something into it.
You know you want this dick.
I'm sure that manages to impress your wife somehow.
I wasn't really trying.
Look, if I was really trying... shit.
( Clears throat )
You know you want this dick.
I'm gonna make that ass say my name.
( Stammers ) Look... that wasn't 100% of my dirty talk.
I'm not gonna stand in the back of the shop
and give you 100% of my dirty talk.
Okay.
You know you want this dick.
You... you know you want this dick.
Yeah yeah. Who's pussy is this?
I'm going to make that ass say my name!
Bend over so I can get all up in that ass.
- Pop pop pop... - Both: Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
- pop pop pop pop... - ( Calvin clears throat )
We should go out there and pull up some chairs.
This is gonna take awhile to explain. No, you keep that.
Calvin: Meanwhile, Terri found herself in the middle of an abortion debate...
- Literally. - Every action has its consequences, sister.
Terri, you're free, black and 21ish
roe didn't "v" Wade for nothing.
You know what? Honest,
one more word out of you and it's gonna be my foot, your ass.
As emotionally immature as you are, it's a good thing you got an abortion.
Why would I be asking yinka, "who's pussy is this?"
- That doesn't make any sense. - It's obvious who's pussy it is.
It's not obvious who's it is. You don't have one.
I'm just pointing out it's not a declarative statement.
- My feet hurt. - I told you to pull up a chair.
Now your feet hurt. Who's fault is that?
Ah! Who's pussy is that?
Is that what Calvin's been teaching you?
That's why you're having trouble with women!
Isaac: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.
A sophisticated man serves his girl courvoisier.
It makes 'em think that you're classy,
and then you get her drunk and you fuck her.
You know if Kobe Bryant woulda had some courvoisier,
he wouldn't have had to shell out that $13 million.
You wanna talk to women, all you gotta say is
"bitch, get on this." Or maybe just "bitch."
- I'm not sure that really is my... - like I give a fuck, bitch.
Can we check something here?
I'm the one that's married.
Which is why you don't know what you doing.
Talking dirty to your wife is like hunting in a zoo.
You know you're gonna bag something.
Son...
I'm gonna teach you how to hunt
like an African.
I am an African, Eddie.
A real African...
With Spears, nose bones and shit.
♪ Hu-le-le hu-le-le-le. ♪
( Clicks tongue )
You have to give me romadal's file.
- Can't. It's a police file. - I'm trying to get people
to think I've got some political juice! When I left the barbershop,
I said I was gonna be somebody!
I raised my voice, I pointed my finger,
so now I'm kind of obligated to do something... moya!
- What?! - You remember I helped bust up that counterfeit ring
- that was selling off all those knock-off sohnes? - You didn't do shit.
What you did do was come in to complain that you paid full price for a fake.
And I can't even believe you wear that thing.
Okay. I know how this works.
Whoa... somebody just dropped $10.
Would you look at that? Somebody done dropped $12.
Somebody done dropped...
$13.52
I will get you the file.
Pathetic.
Everybody has their price.
I'm glad I broke that 20.
Romadal.
- I need to talk to you for a minute. - No.
Look, I read your police file
and quite frankly, I'm disappointed with much of your thug-life behavior.
And although I understand you've paid your debt to society,
you need to understand that gangsterism is a road to nowhere.
Now you got one chance to act correctly.
- Are you hearing me? - No.
( Sighs ) I didn't want to have to do this.
- What the fuck is you doing? - It's a hug.
I'm hugging away your anger.
Don't fight it. Just let it go.
Yo, for real, get up off me.
That's right. Just let the anger
get up off of you.
So did hugging romadal do any good?
Yes. Yes, it did.
For a moment before romadal started using foul language
- and threats of violence, I believe I made a difference. - I'm proud of you, baby.
Scared for you, but proud of you.
If I can temporarily change somebody's outlook
with one afternoon of child psychology,
think of what I could do if I applied the rest of my education!
I mean you don't spend a year and a half
studying hotel management because you don't have dreams.
Sometimes I feel like I'm wasting my life.
Wasting... wait wait wait.
You're my baby's mama.
You're raising our child.
Don't tell me you're wasting your life.
You're handling the most important job in the world.
Come here.
Yeah, I guess I am.
I mean, our boy might grow up to be president.
- Mm-hmm. - Might cure cancer.
- Mm-hmm. - And I'm raising him.
That's a heck of a lot more important than running a barbershop.
( Chuckles ) Yeah.
Next to that, running a barbershop's nothing.
Your job's important. I already said that.
And you almost ran the shop into the ground.
Twice!
- Uh, Cal? - Hmm?
- Could you ease up a little? - Huh?
- I'm having trouble breathing. - Oh, sorry.
( Whispers ) Hey! Hey!
Terri, hi. One second. I just need one second.
Terri, I need to speak with you!
( Overlapping argument )
Okay, you know what? Back the fuck up both of you.
If I'm pregnant, not pregnant, it is none of your damn business.
Neither of you care about me,
all you care about is making noise for your cause,
going on about if abortion is right or wrong.
You know what's wrong? Women are having the babies,
but it's men who write the laws.
What you think doesn't matter!
Until you start passing something
the size of a bowling ball out the tip of your dicks,
leave us women the fuck alone.
Good day.
- Wow, what a bitch. - Finally something we can agree on.
Calvin: That night, over at a trendy club
known for both loose women and for serving courvoisier,
Eddie was teaching yinka how to talk with women.
So when do we actually talk to women?
Only funny boys actually talk to women.
See, in my time,
a man never a let a woman know he liked her.
See, but you so-called men today,
y'all want to be all sensitive.
You've got will Smith crying in every movie.
Mike Tyson, he don't even want to hurt nobody no more.
And that fruit that's married to star Jones?
He was more into the wedding than she was.
Eddie, when was the last time
you were actually with a woman?
1971.
Calvin: And because it was night,
I had some nighttime bullshit to deal with,
this time in the form of an extremely agitated Terri Jones.
Everyone is going on about how nice this bitch is
who stole my identity.
Then I got these other motherfuckers thinking I had an abortion.
All people see me as is an angry black woman
who got herself pregnant. How do you think that makes me feel?
To be somebody else's idea of a statistic?
But you know what, Cal?
38% of black women ages 15 to 25 are virgins,
and this shit is pure.
- I'm no statistic. - That still makes you a statistic.
But a good statistic! And I am proud of my good statistics.
Like my ass being 84% hotter
- than most women's. - Okay... ( Chuckles )
You know what, Terri? Before I answered the door
I thought you might be a gangbanger.
Now I'm slightly disappointed that you weren't.
Then why did you open the fucking door?
You were banging on it yelling, "open the fucking door."
Look, you may be in control of your sexuality,
but sometimes, sometimes...
You can be an angry bi... Young lady.
Right. I got a problem,
- so solve it for me. - Terri, it's... 12:38.
I'm not leaving until my problem is solved. So solve it.
( Sighs )
Okay.
If you want to get back at the people that are stressing you
you need to come at 'em unexpected... kill 'em with kindness.
- Kindness? - Yeah.
That sounds like some stupid shit. How's it work?
Um, you give somebody a candy bar...
Or, uh... Or give 'em a hug.
Then as soon as they lower their guard,
you can like, bam... stick 'em with a knife or something.
No no... ( Chuckles )
You don't knife 'em.
But you inflict some kind of trauma?
Ah... there's no inflicting trauma.
Then I think you need to quit calling it
"killing people with kindness,"
because it sounds a lot better than it is.
Calvin: Later, yinka finally decided
to quit Eddie's style of picking up the ladies
and give my brand of dirty talk a try.
Who's pussy is that?
Unfortunately, he tried it out on detective caliente.
I'm going to make that ass say my name.
( Screams )
What you crying about, bitch?
Calvin: And Terri Jones finally got to kill somebody...
With kindness.
Terri? Terri Jones?
My name's Nia. Maybe you've seen me around here a few times.
I'm the one who lifted your credit card information.
I am so sorry. Look, I really really needed the money.
- And I got myself into a... - Okay, you... ( Stammers )
Just... ooh.
Okay.
As much as I wanna like, regular kill you
I'm gonna try and do it with some kindness,
- some sympathy... - Look, I just want...
I'm being sympathetic, bitch, don't fucking interrupt me.
Now whatever happened,
might happen, you've got choices.
You've also got the choice to not get pregnant till you're ready, dig?
Get me the money when you can get me the money,
and I'll get it back to the right people.
Oh, no. Don't don't. Okay.
Okay.
Damn, I can feel all my anger getting up off of me.
You are like the kindest woman I have...
I'm gonna get you your money...
Somehow... I don't know,
but I'm gonna get you your money back.
Thank you, girl. Thank you.
Man...
I get it now about being nice to people.
You give a little bit of yourself
and the feeling you get back just...
That bitch stole my wallet.
You over there, little bitch? You still over there?
Get out of my fucking way, brother.
Terri: Run, bitch!
Take off them fucking shoes!
Run, bitch!
Calvin: And of course
right when you think you got all your nonsense dealt with,
that's when you realize some bullshit is never going away.
What's going on?
( Sighs ) We've had a little pre-meeting...
- Mm-hmm. - And we've decided to vote romadal off the island.
- Terri: Out! - Yinka: He's right! He's got to go.
We don't want no thugs working here.
- Hmm. - He says "bitch" more than I say "bitch,"
and I say "bitch" all the time.
That bitch has gotta go.
- Gotta go. - Gotta go, that bitch.
- Really? You all decided that? - Yes.
Huh, okay.
First of all, you do realize that this is the first time
that every one of you has ever been early for wor?
Second, what do you mean "vote"?
What does that $15 stencil job on the window say?
"Open from 10:00 to 6:00, except mondays"?
"We accept food stamps"?
"Calvin's"! It says "Calvin's,"
so I don't want to hear nothing else
about romadal working here, okay?
This is Calvin's barbershop.
Romadal stays until my wife decides it's time for him to go.
- ( Theme music playing ) - Fuck you very much.
- Man: ♪ let's do it! ♪ - ( People vocalizing )
- Man #2: ♪ oh yeah ♪ - ♪ good and eat it up, good and eat it up ♪
♪ good and eat it up, good and eat it up ♪
♪ come on ♪ ( Vocalizing continues )
♪ Upside-down, you give me the rock 'n' roll ♪
♪ upside-down, you give me the break beat ♪
♪ upside-down, you give me the soul ♪
♪ upside-down, you give me the funky! ♪
Romadal: What'd I say, bitch?