| Now I’m the king of the swingers
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| Oh, the jungle VIP
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| I’ve reached the top and had to stop
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| And that’s what botherin' me
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| I wanna be a man, mancub
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| And stroll right into town
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| And be just like the other men
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| I’m tired of monkeyin' around!
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| Oh, oobee doo
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| I wanna be like you
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| I wanna walk like you
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| Talk like you, too
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| You’ll see it’s true
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| An ape like me
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| Can learn to be humen too
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| (Gee, cousin Louie
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| You’re doin' real good
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| Now here’s your part of the deal, cuz
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| Lay the secret on me of man’s red fire
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| But I don’t know how to make fire)
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| Now don’t try to kid me, mancub
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| I made a deal with you
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| What I desire is man’s red fire
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| To make my dream come true
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| Give me the secret, mancub
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| Clue me what to do
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| Give me the power of man’s red flower
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| So I can be like you
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| You!
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| I wanna be like you
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| I wanna talk like you
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| Walk like you, too
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| You’ll see it’s true
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| Someone like me
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| Can learn to be
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| Like someone like me
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| Can learn to be
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| Like someone like you
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| Can learn to be
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| Like someone like me! |