I remember back years ago I lived my life without too many cares, y'all And the truth of mine so hard to find was hidden there between so many lies
There's a little place I know A secret place I like to go Let me take U there
Send me 'round to the backdoor Front wont let me in It's hard to keep being peacefull When these kind of days don't end Things will get better tomorrow
the message then U have to right to say... CHORUS (Bootsy) My Name is VICTA, and I'm so finger funkin' good U can never wash off this funk debris even if U could. My name is VICTA
