Joy In Repetition (One Nite Alone Tour... The Aftershow)

[Spoken Intro]

How long you been waitin'?

Well, I hope I can make it up to you

Give us a minute to get tuned up

[Verse 1]

He liked to frequent this club down upon 36th

Pimps and thangs like to hang outside, cuss for kicks

Talking to no one in particular, they say:

"The baddest I am  tonight"

Four letter words will not be heard, not up on this stage tonight

All the poets and the part-time singers always hang inside

Live music from a band plays a song called "Soul Psychodelicide"

Y'all wait a minute, wait a minute

Live music kickin' from the band, they singin':

"Soul Psychodelicide"

I like that

The song's a year long and had been playing four months

When he walked into the place

No one seemed to care, an introverted-"This is it"-look on most of their faces

Talking about you, huh

Two words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition

I wanna hear Maceo Parker play "Joy In Repetition"

You 'bout to hear Candy Dulfer play "Joy In Repetition"

You 'bout to hear, hah, Larry Graham play "Joy In Repetition"

Oh, you 'bout to hear Prince play "Joy In Repetition"

Turn it up, John

Up on the mic repeatin' two words over and over again

Was this woman he had never noticed before

He lost himself in the articulated manner in which she said them

Huh

These two words — little bit behind the beat

Mean just enough to turn you on

Every time she said the words

Another one of his doubts were gone

Should he try to rap to her?

Should he stand and stare?

(No one else was watching her)

She... (Didn't seem to care)

And so (over and over she said the words) she said the words

Till he could take no more

He dragged her from the stage

Together they ran through the back door, ha

In the alley over by the curb he said — "Tell me, what's your

Name?"

She only said the words again, what?

And it started to rain (Rain, rain, rain)

Two words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition

Holding someone is truly believing, say it, there's (Joy in repetition)

Think it ain't? Say it

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(There's joy in repetition)

(Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

She said — "Love me", huh

Two words, say it now

(Love me)

Hmm, whatcha say baby? Say it one more time

(Love me)

Hey yeah, oh Lord

(Love me)

Joy!