Creatures of the multiverse, we welcome you to the Nasty Nation
We dare you to use your imagination
Come trade in your procrastination and dance
Get up, get down
Your exasperation will not be tolerated
Behold, the nasty funk sensation
(Let’s take a trip)
Welcome to the Nasty Nation
Go ‘head, touch yourself, ____________
Touch who beside you
Do you wanna have some relations?
Right now it’s nasty time
Tell me: Do you wanna play with me?
Or she? Or he?
Let’s all come together
Ten toes up, wacky-tacky-style
That Krispy Kreme “hot” sign is on when you come out the donut hole
It is better to groove and have some milk from the funk cow named Mule
Tell me: Can you hang? Keep your concentration?
Did you wanna party or were you just playing?
Bob your head if you dig what I’m saying
Right now, it’s nasty time
We dare you to use your imagination
Come trade in your procrastination and DANCE… like this
I love a wild child, but don’t worship Satan
I dig your hips, your style, your hair, I love your misbehaving
You’re such a freak
Can I take you out to eat? Do you get it?
Right now it’s nasty time
Mary sold her little lamb
Fleece was black as coal
Little lamb put the funk in the soul
Welcome to the Nasty Nation
Your exasperation will not be tolerated
Behold, the nasty funk sensation