[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
I've got my automotion
I've got that superpotion
And if you think I'm going crazy
Then pretty baby it might be true babe

[Verse 2]
We don't need no first class
Don't need no second class
All of the best-of, all that can kiss my ass

[Chorus]
I've got my claim to fame
I've got that positive flame
And if you think I'm going crazy
Then pretty baby it might be you babe