Ray Stevens

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

With 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 moonbeams home in a jar

He ordered Chet's guitar course C.O.D.

Like A and E and he's working on B

Big W&W and R&B and even the chimpanzees agree

That someday soon he'll be a celebrity

Get it, get it, get it.

Gitarzan, he's a gitar man

He's all you can stand

Give him a hand, gitarzan

He's got a girl named Jane

With no last name

Kinda homely and plain

But he loves her just the same

Cause she kindles the flame

And it drives him insane

When he hears her say

She really does her thing

It's her claim to fame

Come on sing one Jane

Baby, baby, oh baby

Baby, oh baby

(How about that folks)

They've got a pet monkey who likes

To get drunk and sing boogie woogie

And it sounds real funky

Come on your turn boy

Sing one monkey

Let's hear it for the monkey

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

Baby, baby oh baby

Yeah, shut up baby, I'm trying to sing

Get it, get it, get it

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