The Blues Brothers - Funky Na**au lyrics

Na**au's gone funky Na**au's gone soul We've got a doggone beat now We gonna call our very own Na**au rock and Na**au roll Na**au'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 Na**au's gone funky Na**au'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 ba** man, play zat same groovy beat Attend the guitars is that soulsome tune L'organ aussi, et les horns, oui, oui, hors Funky Na**au, Na**au 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 Na**au'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 Na**au, funky Na**au Funky Na**au, funky Na**au Funky Na**au, funky Na**au Funky Na**au, funky Na**au Hit me