Master Kung Fu

There were funky China men from funky Chinatown

They were chopping them up, they were chopping them down

It's an ancient Chinese art, and everybody knew their part

From a feint into a slip and a kicking from the hip

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting (huh!)

Those cats were fast as lightning

In fact, it was a little bit frightening (hey, yeah)

But they fought with expert timing

There was funky Billy Chin, and little Sammy Chung

He said, "Here comes the big boss, let's get it on"

We took a bow and made a stand, started swaying with the hand

A sudden motion made me skip, now we're into a brand-new trip