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 Repeat Chorus