You can dance around if you want to But there's some thing a man don't wanna do And if you see him comin' walkin' down the street You better jump right Outta his way Everyone knows it's a street skit Every time he comes to town Coz he's got somethin' in his left hip The blues down walk around Funky-junky Funky-junky He's on Missouri Boulevard About a half o' mile south of the graveyard Better run an leap through funky old dirt Go one don't find no shame This old muskrat barbeque And a sweetness on the railroad track He's gotta tiger in his living room He gotta monkey on his back Funky-junky Funky-junky