Na**au's gone funky
Na**au's gone soul
We've got a doggone beat now
We're gonna call our very own
Na**au rock and Na**au roll
Na**au's got a whole lot of soul
Feels right
Mini skirts, maxi skirts and Afro hair do
People doing their won
Don't care 'bout you and me
Na**au's gone honky
Na**au's got soul now oh, yeah
And we've got a doggone beat now
We're gonna take care of business too
Listen to the drummer play his feet
Listen to the ba** man, go get the same groovy beat
Listen to the guitar, give that soul some too
Bring it on home, girl
Bring it on home to you
Play the funky now
Oh, yeah
Funky, funky Na**au
Listen, listen good
New York, you know, has got a whole lot of soul
Good God, London town is too doggone cold, yeah
Na**au's got sunshine and this you all know, yeah
But we've gone funky and we've got some soul too, all right
Funky Na**au, funky Na**au, funky Na**au
Funky Na**au, funky Na**au, funky Na**au
Funky Na**au, listen
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