| Now, there’s a man in the funny papers we all know
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| Yeah he, lives way back a long time ago
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| He don’t eat nothin' but bear cat stew
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| Well, this cat’s name is Alley Oop
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| He’s got a genuine chauffeured dinosaur
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| And he can knuckle your head before you count to four
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| He’s got a big ugly club and a head full of hair
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| Yeah, like great big lions and grizzly bear
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| Now, he’s the toughest man there is alive
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| Wears clothes from a wildcat’s hide
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| He’s the king of the jungle jive
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| Look at that caveman go
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| Yeah, he rides through the jungle tearin' limbs offa trees
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| Knocking great big monsters dead on their knees
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| Yeah, other cats don’t bug him 'cos they know better
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| 'Cos he’s a mean motor scooter and a bad go-getter
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| He’s the toughest man there is alive
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| He wears clothes from a wildcat’s hide
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| He’s the king of the jungle jive
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| Look at that caveman go
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| There he goes
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| Look at that caveman go
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| He sure is
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| Ride, daddy, ride
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| Heigh-ho, dinosaur
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| Like what’s happening
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| He’s too much
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| Like
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| Ride daddy |