Dukey Stick (Part Two)

Now just turn your mind, soul and body over to me, baby
So we can commence to saturating and infatuating your aura with the
(Dukey stick)
Mmm, we do specialize in otherwise
In musics of the universe for the healing
Of the mind, the body and the spirit
Individ
Talk to me quick

Let me know (Oh, fly away, baby, let me know)
We want your mind to blow (You got to blow)
Let me know (Hey, hey)
We want your mind to blow

We want to play for you (Who be tickling?)
We want to sing to you (Y'all ready for the snake?)
We want your hips to move
We want your lips to groove
We want to play for you (Yeah)
We want to sing to you
We want your hips to move
We want your lips to groove (Oh, baby)

Now if you think this stick's a trick
Then uh, just step up to the funky ship, mama
And get your wick, uh, flickered with
Signature (With a Dukey stick)
Mmm, 'cause the Dukey stick is aware of all
Each and every one of y'all
And, uh, beckons you to come on through
With the skunk for the punks of America
Talk to me quick

Let me know (Oh, hey, baby)
We want your mind to blow (You got to blow)
Let me know (Give it up, baby)
We want your mind to blow (Oh)

We want to play for you (Some skunk)
We want to sing to you

We want your hips to move (Oh yeah)
We want your lips to groove (It's a treatment)
We want to play for you (You got to feel it)
We want to sing to you (You got to feel it)
We want your hips to move (Move it, baby)
We want your lips to groove (On the beat)

We want to play for you (On the beat)
You need a Dukey stick
We want to sing to you (On the beat)
You need a Dukey stick
We want your hips to move (No need to flick your trick)
You need a Dukey stick
We want your lips to groove (One, two, three, four)
We want to play for you (Take 'em by the hand)
You need a Dukey stick
We want to sing to you

You need a Dukey stick
We want your hips to move (That skunk wagon's ill)
We want your lips to groove (Hello, you need a Dukey stick)

Now that you've seen the magic that this magic wand possesses
Let us all confess that we have seen what we do not believe in
(Dukey stick)
And, uh, what you gon' do now, Indugu?
Oh, but tell me about Eve, Eve, who's Eve? Sheila
She got strapped on
And, uh, bring it on

Let me know (We want your mind to blow)
Blow your mind
Let me know (Leave your troubles, baby)
We want your mind to blow

We want to play for you (With a Dukey stick)
We want to sing to you (With a Dukey stick)
We want your hips to move (To a Dukey stick)
We want your lips to groove (To a Dukey stick)
We want to play for you (With a Dukey stick)
We want to sing to you (With a Dukey stick)
We want your hips to move