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 ChorusIt was easy to pick me up, easy to put me down
It was easy to give you all the love I had
And it was easy for you to make me think
I had made the grass turn green
'Cause the little love you gave me
Was more than I had seen
Helen, it hurts when I try to be strong
When most of the reasons for livin' are gone
Well you got me where you want me, a lonely cryin' clown
And you've almost got the best of me
And you've almost got me down
Well, it seems the givers always get taken just for fools
'Cause takers know that livers, lie by all the rules
While lovers do the livin' and the livin' do their best
And the takers take it all the time and the givers get the rest
Helen, it hurts when I try to be strong
When most of the reasons for livin' are gone
Well you got me where you want me, a lonely cryin' clown
And you've almost got the best of me
And you've almost got me down
And you've almost got the best of me
And you've almost got me down