I'm feeling lean, mean, you know what I mean yea
I got a taste of Molasses
I spread my wings, my seed , to levels obscene yea
Upon them beautiful lasses
No need to hate, debate, or count on the state ah
You get the breaks that you make I
We need to free, ourselves, from our own prison cells
No one can, tells us what to do, oh lord
You gotta, let it loose
Let it loose, bust my noose
Lord, let it loose
Yea let it loose
I got a need, to please, it's like a disease yeah
I can't get off of the saddle,
A lebanese, A swede, czechoslovaki
They put the swing in my swagger
I keep my head, look out, for moments of weakness
You never can be too careful
In this world, you'll be, standing beside yourself
The shadow of someone you once were, therefore
You oughta, let it loose
Let it loose, bust my noose
Lord, let it loose
Yea let it loose