Momma bought a chicken, well she thought it was a duck
Put him on the table with his leg's stickin up
Well now, here comes sis with a spoon and a glass
Start's dishin out the grave from his yas-yas-yas

Mama, mama, take a look at sis
You know she's out on the levee and she's dancin like this
Well now come on in here sis, come in here fast
And stop that shakin your yas-yas-yas

Well the old folks do it and the young folks too
And the old folks show the young folks just what to do
Well now you shake your shoulders, you shake them fast
And if you can't shake your shoulders, shake your yas-yas-yas

Well mister Dillinger road up to a gasoline station
He says, "This looks like a pretty good location"
Well the attendant says, "Do you want my gas?"
"Well it's either your gas or your yas-yas-yas"

Way down yonder in Saint Augustine
You know, a black cat sat down on a sewing machine
Well now, you know that machine, it sewed so fast
It sewed ninety-nine stitches in his yas-yas-yas

Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Well now, out on the lawn there rose a big crash
It was Santa Claus slidin on his yas-yas-yas