Funky Nassau

Nassau's gone funky

Nassau's gone soul

We've got a doggone beat now

We gonna call our very own

Nassau rock and Nassau roll

Nassau's got a whole lotta soul

Huh

Feel alright

Mini skirts, maxi skirts

And afro-haired dudes

People doin' their own thing

They don't care 'bout me or you

Nassau's gone funky

Nassau's gone soul

And we've got a doggone beat now

We gonna take care of business too

Listen to ze drummer, lay down his beat

Listen to ze bass man, play zat same groovy beat

Attend the guitars is that soulsome tune

L'organ aussi, et les horns, oui, oui, hors

Funky Nassau, Nassau funky

Alors, puis-je jouier s'il vous plait

New York you know, has got a lot of soul, soul

And London Town is too doggone cold, too cold, hey

Nassau's got sunshine and this you all know, hey

But we all go funky, we got some soul, too, yeah

Yeah-yo, yeah-yo

Yeah-yo, yeah-yo

Trumpet, encore une fois

Funky Nassau, funky Nassau

Funky Nassau, funky Nassau

Funky Nassau, funky Nassau

Funky Nassau, funky Nassau

Hit me