You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing
Said the monkey to the lion on a bright summer day "Say man, there's a big, bad cat livin' down the way You know he talks about your folks in a heck of a way And he says a whole lotta things that I'm sorta afraid to say"
Well the lion jumps salty, all full of rage Like a Harlem cat that's left in his cage He meets the lion up under a great big tree And he says "look here, now, big boy, it's either you or me"
They fought all night and they fought all day Man, I don't really know how but the lion, he got away He came back to the jungle more dead than alive And that's when the monkey started to signify
You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing
You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing
Well, he worked up his temper when he was jumping up and down And his foot missed a limb and his head hit the ground Like a bolt o' lightning in a stricken heap The lion was on the poor monkey with all four feet
The monkey looks up from the corner of his eyes And he says "now, mister lion, look now, I apologize" The monkey on his back, he's slick, he studies up a scheme He's trying to trick the old jungle king
He said "now, bear with me, mister lion, like a good lion should Please don't tear me up and throw me all over the woods Well, the lion jumps up and he squares off to fight Oh, but the monkey fooled him, he was completely outta sight
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