My name is Jojo
And I just came home from a party
And I feel so low down
(Joe's got the right to be mad)
Yeah, I got the right to be very angry
(Joe's got the right to be sad)
'Cause my friends don't like soul music
Well, I tried to entertain them, make the party swingin'
(Tell us, tell us what you did)
I sat down at the piano and did a little singin'
(Tell us, what a pleasant gig)
Everything seemed to be quite alright
Everybody was completely out of sight
(But wasn't it so good now?)
Yes, so far, but when I came to the part so good to me
They all came up to me and started a fight
(Joe's got the right to be mad)
Yeah, I got the right to be very angry
(Joe's got the right to be sad)
'Cause my friends don't like soul music
Well, they smashed my Wilson Pickett records one by one
(Wow, Wilson worried thing)
And they snatched a tape with songs that Otis Redding's done
(How could they stand in his line)
I finally got my chance when I hit the floor
I found my broken hits and I could hit the score
(But how did you win the war?)
Well, I cut their throats off and
I never got such a great feeling in my whole life before
(Joe's got the right to be mad)
Yeah, I got the right to be very angry
(Joe's got the right to be sad)
'Cause my friends didn't like soul music

(Joe's got the right to be mad)
Yeah, I got the right to be very angry
(Joe's got the right to be sad)
'Cause my friends didn't like soul music

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No, my friends didn't like soul music

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My friends didn't like soul music