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 Funky Na**au, funky Na**au, funky [unverified]