Funk She says romantic, I say naughty, He's a hell of a charming man. He says dodgy, I say sweet eyes, He's so lovely when he tells a lie. He says he wants to play with me, But then he takes me for a ride; You know he's a busy guy, And a whole lot more besides. I'm spiralled down this junk, Valerio Funk, I'm spiralled down this junk. You say romantic, I say FUNK. You say naughty, I say FUNK. You say dodgy, I say FUNK. You say sweet eyes, I say FUNK. Funk.