Colors Of The Sky-John Prada/John Guinchon

I was like peace in a groove On a Sunday afternoon You were there so was I In the park 4th of July I was chillin' with my Kool-Aid When Miss Chilli came to relay That you had a thang for me Finest thang you'd ever seen I must admit to you I've heard them lines a time or two Although for some apparent reason Monkey lines are now in season Lights off, lights on I guess the groove is on so I am Chorus: Diggin' the scene Diggin' on you Diggin' on me Baby bay-ooo-baby baby It's on like that It's on like that I gotta be in love or somethin' like that I was like deep in a cool What'nt gone be nobody's fool Could not care less who was there Could've been like anywhere I was chillin' with my Kool-Aid Did not want to par-ti-ci-pate In no silly conversations Had no time for new relation-ships I must admit to you When I heard the lines you threw Although it usually turns me off But this time you have turned me on Lights off, Lights on I guess the groove is on and I am Chorus Oh why do I feel the way I do When all I can think about is you What was it in a line That made me fall for you Do you know Why I'm diggin' diggin' diggin' diggin' on you Chorus Diggin' on you It's on like that Diggin' diggin' diggin' diggin' on you Chorus