The Duck Yas Yas Yas

Hmm...
 Mama bought a rooster, she thought it was a duck
 She brought him to the table with his legs straight up
 In came the children with a cup and a glass
 To catch the licker from the yas-yas-yas
 Babe oh babe, have you ever been to Spain
 These old voodoo wimmen shakin' their thing
 They got rings on their fingers, bells on their toes
 What they got, baby, nobody knows
 I'm goin' down, Market Street
 Where the men and wimmen all do meet
 That's where the men do the Georgia Rub
 The wimmen fall in line with a big white tub
 Me and my gal walkin' down the street
 She caught the rheumatism in her feet
 She stooped over to pick some grass
 And the same thing struck 'r in the yas-yas-yas
 You catch the train you call "Forty Nine"
 Carries you down to Caroline
 You catch the train you call "Forty Eight"
 Takes you right in to the Golden Gate
 You shake your shoulders, you shake 'em fast
 You can't shake your shoulders shake your yas-yas-yas
 Drink some rooster soup before goin' to bed
 Wake up in the mornin' find your own self dead
 Down on Morgan there's a good location
 Right there next to a gasoline station
 That's where you get your cars oiled and greased
 Wimmen cryin' "Honey won't you come in please"
 I'm goin' to sing this verse, ain't gonna sing no mo'
 Somebody's knockin' on my do'
 The people upstairs have gone to bed
 I better stop that noise 'fore they crash my head