Lyrics:

Checking out the hotties down on Cuba
Sweet Suzy Sue is playing the tuba, ye-a-ah
The fuzz is on the street, laying on the heat, ya'll
Walking on their feet y'all
The guy with the big black boom box laying down the beat, ye-ah

Reginald and Donna getting it on on the corner
Taking it higher baby
Sweet Suzy Sue is playing the lyre, lyre, my pants are on fire
Along comes CJ
Ugly as a DJ (but he's a fresh fella)
Joined by the F of the C
Singing a cappella, singing a cappella, wahahahahaha

The fly guys hanging 'round the honeys
Like flies to the honey
Donna tells Reginald that he owes her money, oh no
Then Reggie tells Donna, 'Wait 'til 12 o'clock, that's when my work, that's when my dole comes through'
Sweet Suzy Sue, playing didgeridoo
Lay it on down now, Sexy Sue

Along comes Michael
On his bi-cy-cle
Looking as cool as a Fisher & Paykel
Yeah, singing...

'That's where you'll find me, checking out the hotties on Cuba
And that's where I wanna be, checking out the hotties down on Cuba'
F of The C, checking out the hotties down on Cuba
Singing acapella
Oh, oh, oh (laughter), oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, yeah....