Punk Junk by Buddy Wasisname And The Other Fellers Lyrics

Want to do the punk junk, out on the floor
If you’re sick, tis a guaranteed cure!
If you’re bald, will make hair grow!
And if you’re stopped, we’ll make you go!
Swing your partner, grab her by the hair
Off comes the wig, oh! She’s got none there!
Twirl your partner, all around the place
Oops! There she goes, into outer space!
Want to do the punk junk, your Mother’s at it now
Dancin' to the fiddle, though they all knows how!
From Nain to Burin, out in their punts
Now boys are all gone, on that wild punk junk!
Swing your partner, work up a sweat
Don’t let him go, you’ll crack his neck!
Women, kids and men fall in
You’ll all get up, to the punk junk again!