She's goin' to put on her favorite dress

And find her favorite shoes

She's going to make up her pretty face

And cast away her weekday blues

She's going out to Zanzibar

Where the drinks are strong

And the men are smooth

No need to fret or concern self

From here on out

Everything is cool

When I walk up in the door they gon say

Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay

Swingin' her hips from side to side

How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone

Slide

When Mr. Trombone Slide

Slide, Slide, Slide

When Mr. Trombone Slide

When I walk up in the door they gon say

Who that girl and how she get so funk-ay

Swingin' her hips from side to side

How she move somebody when Mr. Trombone

Slide

Slide, Slide

When Mr. Trombone Slide

Slide, Slide, Slide

Hey Jill let me get a little bit of this

Slide

When Mr. Trombone Slide

Slide, Slide, Slide

When Mr. Trombone Slide