Doin’ It
Spicy!
You like cumin don’t you?
Source:
Darby came to band rehearsal one day between 2000 and 2001 and said he'd had a phrase stuck in his head: "Do I do it to ya do ya do me yeah" during one of his hours long business trip commutes. From that, MC came up with the chorus of this song.
Our friend and guitarist for the band we were in at the time, Nick Minnow, asked, "Uh...how are you counting that chorus?" To which MC replied, "It's in 4." Nick responded with..."Are you sure?" Upon counting it out, MC realized the chorus was in 7. Oops...
MC came up with the horn line during that band rehearsal. Darby's brother, one of the band's trombonists, asked MC if he was going to write the part down. MC replied, "No...I'll remember it."
Narrator's voice: "He did not remember it."
The band's keyboardist remembered it, and saved his tail.
The lyrics and vocal line came next. MC's line about "hot oil" was inspired while hanging out with a long time friend when Teddy Pendergrass' song "Turn Out the Lights" came on. In that song Teddy has the line, "Rub me down with some hot oil, baby!"
At one point, either Darby or MC came up with the idea of starting the song with the Fat Albert theme.
Fast forward 20+ years, and the tune has a sweet new arrangement (basically tearing it down and rebuilding it), courtesy of Darby
Special Thanks: Nick Minnow graciously provided drums on the Leopold & Co recording of Doin’ It.
Verse 1:
People talk, and yet, I don't know what they're sayin'
Watch the words roll off their tongues
And still I can't tell if they're playin'
All the dainty little syllables dressed in their Sunday clothes
And all these little niceties, they only make me doze
So tell me...
Chorus:
Do I do it to ya
Do I do it to ya
Do I Do I Do it to ya
Do I do it to ya
Do I Do I Do it to ya
Do I do it to ya
Do I Do I Do it to ya
Cause ya do it to me good
Verse 2:
Don't write me a love poem
They just make me recoil
I only wanna talk if you brought with you that hot oil
Start rubbin me all over, helpin' me unwind
I ache so bad to hold you
'cause I've had you IN my mind
So tell me...
(chorus)
Verse 3
Let me get my groove on
And you can get with yours
I wanna pull you in and then secrete you through my pores
'cause I feel all kindsa funky
When you're not in my bed
Got a cravin' like a junkie
didn't ya hear me when I said...
(chorus)