| Now I’m the king of the swingers, oh, the jungle V.I.P
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| I reached the top and had to stop
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| And that’s what’s bothering me
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| I want to be a man, man-cub, and roll right into town
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| And be just like the other men
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| I’m tired of monkeying around
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| oh
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| Ooh-bi-doo, I wan’na be like you
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| I wan’na walk like you, talk like you, too
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| You see it’s true, an ape like me
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| Can learn to be you, too
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| Now don’t try to kid me, man-cub, I made a deal with you
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| What I desire is man’s great fire to make my dream’s come true
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| Now give me the secret, man-cub, ooooo, clue me what to do
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| Give me the power of man’s red flower so I can be like you
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| oh
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| Ooh-bi-doo, I wan’na be like you
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| I wan’na walk like you, talk like you, too
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| You see it’s true, an ape like me
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| Can learn to be you, too
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| Now I’m the king of the swingers, oh, the jungle V.I.P.
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| I reached the top and had to stop
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| And that’s what bothering me
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| oh
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| Ooh-bi-doo, I wan’na be like you
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| I wan’na walk like you, talk like you, too
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| You see it’s true, an ape like me
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| Can learn to be you, too
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| Ooh-bi-doo, I wan’na be like you
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| I wan’na walk like you, talk like humans do |