You can dance around if you want to But theres some thing a man dont wanna do And if you see him comin walkin down the street You better jump right Outta his way Everyone knows its a street skit Every time he comes to town Coz hes got somethin in his left hip The blues down walk around
Funky-junky Funky-junky
Hes on Missouri Boulevard About a half o mile south of the graveyard Better run an leap through funky old dirt Go one dont find no shame This old muskrat barbeque And a sweetness on the railroad track Hes gotta tiger in his living room He gotta monkey on his back