Yeah! Feathers on the bass, Sticks on the skins — now let’s get funky! Chuck made it first, but I made it funky, Backyard strut, real low and chunky. James brought the soul, but I brought the rumble, Feathers flyin’, basslines tumble. Walk it—talk it—funk it tight! Quack it up till the crowd ignite! Drop that beat, make the crowd go wild! The Funky Duck got feathered style! James had the cape, and Chuck had the stance, But I got the bassline that makes you dance. Same old rhythm, but the Duck still swings, Funk ain’t dead — it just grew wings! Walk it—talk it—funk it tight! Quack it up till the crowd ignite! Drop that beat, make the crowd go wild! The Funky Duck got feathered style! [Bridge] We don’t chase fame, we set the stage, This duckwalk funk breaks out the cage! [Chorus] Walk it—talk it—funk it tight! Quack it up till the crowd ignite! Drop that beat, make the crowd go wild! The Funky Duck got feathered style! [Drop – spoken pause] They say if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck — WELL GUESS WHAT? — IT´S ME!!!!. From the pond to the spotlight... (the groove don’t stop!)
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