Introducing: James Brown.

"Listening to a song in English will allow you pick up on new words and phrases. Singing along to songs and looking up their lyrics will help you practice English."

 Mostly importantly, it makes us happy.

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm

And I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm

And I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, 'cause I got you

Whoa! And I feel good, I knew that I would, now
I feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, 'cause I got you
So good, so good, 'cause I got you
So good, so good, 'cause I got you

Hey

 

 

Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Hitch up your reindeer, uh!
And go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto

Fill every stocking you find
The kids are gonna love you so, uh!

Leave a toy for Johnny
Leave a doll for Mary
Leave something pretty for Donnie
And don't forget about Gary

Santa Claus, uh, go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Tell 'em James Brown sent you, huh!
Go straight to the ghetto

You know that I know what you will see
'Cause that was once me

Hit it, hit it!
You see mothers and soul brothers

Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, oh Lord, go straight to the ghetto

Fill every stocking you find
The kids are gonna love you so
Fill every stocking you find
You know that they need you so
I'm begging you, Santa Claus
Go straight to the ghetto

If anyone wanna know
Tell 'em Hank Ballard told you so

Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Never thought I'd realize
I'd be singing a song with water in my eyes
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Don't leave nothing for me
I've had my chance, you see?
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, the soul brother need you so
Santa Clause, tell 'em James Brown sent you