I went up to this girl, she said, "Hi, my name is Sheena."

I thought she'd be good to go with a little Funky Cold Medina

She said, "I'd like a drink,"

I said "Ah, ok, I'd go get it,"

Then a couple of sips,

She go 'n licked her lips

And I knew that she was with it

So I took her to my crib, and everything went well as planned

But when she got undressed

It was a big old mess

SHEENA WAS A MAN

So I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer weiner

You must be sure

That your girl is pure

For the Funky Cold Medina

