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