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Lyricist: The Hollywood Argiles
Lyrics:
There's a man in the funny papers we all know. He lives way back a long time ago. He don't eat nothing but bearcat stew. Well, this cat's name is Alley Oop.
He got a chauffeur that's a genuine dinosaur. And he can knuckle your head before you count to four. He got a big ugly club and a head full of hair. Like great big lions and grizzly bears.
He's the toughest man there is alive. Wearing clothes from wildcats' hides. He's the king of the jungle jive. Look at that caveman go!
He rides through the jungle tearing limbs off of trees Knocking great big monsters dead on their knees. The cats don't bug him cause they know better. Cause he's a mean motorscooter and a bad go-getter.
He's the toughest man there is alive. Wearing clothes from wildcats' hides. He's the king of the jungle jive. Look at that caveman go!
There he goes. Look at that cave man go. He sure is hip, ain't he? Like, what's happening? He's too much. Ride, Daddy, ride.
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