O.C. Smith
Blowin’ Your Mind (Main Title)
Now look here!
Who twists your spine till it feel likes jelly
And heats your blood till it's boiling wine?
Who splits your heart in a zillion pieces?
(Shaft) Baby, he'll blow your mind
(Mhm, he sho' will!)
Well, who blinds your eyes with a trick and kisses
And rocks you deep, and turns your tide?
Cracks your bag in a billion pieces, hm?
(Shaft) Baby, he'll blow your mind
(The man's trouble, he's been to my house!)
Oh, now he's a smooth cat, knows where it's at
A bad spade, don’t pull your blade
A super brother, a gone mother
A cool dude, and trouble's his food...
(John Shaft)
Oh, who embers your cheeks till your eye is crinkled
And cuts your pose to see your own eye?
Who freaks you out, till you're downright simple?
(Shaft) Baby, he'll blow your mind
(Put a hole in your soul, honey)
Eh, hey, hey, hey...
(Shaft) Baby, he'll blow your mind
John Shaft!