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Philly Thing Video (MV)




Performed By: The Bacon Brothers
Language: English
Length: 4:43
Written by: Kevin Bacon, Naheim Gaymon-Hill




The Bacon Brothers - Philly Thing Lyrics




What's that thing you feel
When the drums are feeling funky
What's that makes you move
When the guitars get all chunky
And the bass hits down below you and you know you gotta get up there and swing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

You can't quite place the way I speak
But you know that it sounds wrong
That might be cause you don't know
The true meaning of jawn
Or why we keep this bell around this old town when that bell don't even ring
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

Smokin' Joe, touch of class
Just like Teddy Pendergrass

You ask me why sometimes I don't think before I speak
You ask me why I've never learned to look before I leap
Or why there's water in my eye every time I hear the Stylistics sing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

One part heaven, one part hell
One heart rides the Frankford El

With the Eagles, Sixers, Phillies and the Flyers
Out with my friends, so you're pulling all-nighters

Schuylkill river's got the boats
All the girls love Hall and Oats

There it is, my very spot
They know how I love my wings, Buffalo hot.


Water ice is tasting sweeter
Than the Geator with the Heater

It's a Philly thing
Yeah, it's a Philly thing

So if you start to feel it when the drums are feeling funky
And if you start to move it when the guitars get all chunky
If that bass hits down below you and you know you gotta get up there and swing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing
Now you know
It's a Philly thing

I can smell the minute steaks
And I can taste your Tastykakes

Coltrane, LaBelle, Jill Scott, The Roots
Boyz II Men in matching suits

If that wasn't quite enough
Thom Bell, Kenny Gamble, Leon Huff

Hometown of Chubby Checker
Dick Clark and a bunch of Quakers

Things you can't learn in the apple
Like what the hell goes into scrapple
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English

What's that thing you feel
When the drums are feeling funky
What's that makes you move
When the guitars get all chunky
And the bass hits down below you and you know you gotta get up there and swing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

You can't quite place the way I speak
But you know that it sounds wrong
That might be cause you don't know
The true meaning of jawn
Or why we keep this bell around this old town when that bell don't even ring
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

Smokin' Joe, touch of class
Just like Teddy Pendergrass

You ask me why sometimes I don't think before I speak
You ask me why I've never learned to look before I leap
Or why there's water in my eye every time I hear the Stylistics sing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing

One part heaven, one part hell
One heart rides the Frankford El

With the Eagles, Sixers, Phillies and the Flyers
Out with my friends, so you're pulling all-nighters

Schuylkill river's got the boats
All the girls love Hall and Oats

There it is, my very spot
They know how I love my wings, Buffalo hot.


Water ice is tasting sweeter
Than the Geator with the Heater

It's a Philly thing
Yeah, it's a Philly thing

So if you start to feel it when the drums are feeling funky
And if you start to move it when the guitars get all chunky
If that bass hits down below you and you know you gotta get up there and swing
Truth be told
It's a Philly thing
That's a Philly thing
Now you know
It's a Philly thing

I can smell the minute steaks
And I can taste your Tastykakes

Coltrane, LaBelle, Jill Scott, The Roots
Boyz II Men in matching suits

If that wasn't quite enough
Thom Bell, Kenny Gamble, Leon Huff

Hometown of Chubby Checker
Dick Clark and a bunch of Quakers

Things you can't learn in the apple
Like what the hell goes into scrapple
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Writer: Kevin Bacon, Naheim Gaymon-Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © FOROSOCO MUSIC PUBLISHING


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