Lyrics

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