Popcorn mama, moving like Watusi
Stay a while, talk to me
I feel soft tonight, here beneath the moon
Nubian stardust and your face in the wine

May I rape your image with my tongue
And snatch the dark heavens to blanket my shame
And if that don't get it, hey
What's your name?
Queen of Black funk that taught me the drop
Three nights I passed [northern?] Washington
I saw you, heh
Primping, and fussing, and raising your head

Hey baby, where you from?
Straight out of Egypt? Yeah, I can dig it
Like Nubian II, umbrella queen of the Nile

Come on