Well I'm a black-belt martial artist kickin' punchin' sonofa-son
I wear my robe of red and white just to show I'm here to fight everyone
I'm here ev'ry year, I'm a ball-bustin' man
Gonna get a little crazy just because I can

You know I'm here for Karate
And you ain't leavin' till I throw you out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna kick somone
Right in the rear
I'm here for Karate

I'm gonna count to ten then you know I'm gonna clean up good
And if I gave you half a chance you would still stain your pants,
You know you would
I'll admit that you're weak, but I'll have a good time
So bring on the sensai, his rice is mine!

You know I'm here for Karate
And you ain't leavin' till I throw you out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna kick somone
Right in the rear
I'm here for Karate

(kicking and punching sound effects over a guitar solo)

Don't want no purple belted junior lying dead on the rocks
Don't mind me if I start to trash it up

You know I'm here for Karate
And you ain't leavin' till I throw you out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna kick somone
I'm here--

Hi-ya!

You know I'm here for Karate
And you ain't leavin' till I throw you out (just try to throw me out!)
Gonna have a little fun, gonna kick somone
Right in the rear
I'm here for karate
I'm here for karate, yeah
I'm here for karate!
(I'm here for karate)
(Just try to throw my out!)
I'm here for karate!
(Just try to throw me out!)
I'm here for karate, yeah.