Don't need no Ivory Liquid
Don't want no Afro Sheen
Don't need the latest fashions
Don't want my hair to smell clean
I've got my automotion
I've got that super potion
And if you think I'm going crazy
Then, baby, it might be you, babe

We don't need no first class
Don't need no second class
All of the best of
All that can kiss my ass
I've got my claim to fame
I've got that positive flame
And if you think I'm going crazy
Then, baby, it might be you, babe