Guitarzan
He's free as the breeze, He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
as he swings through the trees without a trapeze
In his B.V.D.'s
He's got a union card and he's practicing hard
to play the guitar.
Gonna be a big star, yeah, he's gonna go far
and carry moon beams home in a jar
He ordered Chet's Guitar course C.O.D.
Makes "A" and "E" and he's working on "B"
Digs "C" and "W" and "R" and "B"
And me and the chimpanzee agree
that one day soon he will be a celebrity.
He's got a girl named Jane with no last name
Kinda homely and plain but he loves her just the same
Cuz she kindles a flame and it drives him insane
When he hears her sing, she really does her thing.
Well, they got a pet monkey.
He likes to get drunky
and sing boogie woogie and it sounds real funky.
On Saturday night they need some excitement
Jane gets right and the monkey gets tight
And their voices unite in the pale moonlight
And it sounds all right, yeah, it's dynamite, it's out of sight
Let's hear it right.....now!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdbktulCOFw
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