written by Warren Zevon 1970 United Artists/ c. 1996 EMI Capitol Records Special Markets
Jungle telephone
Ding a dong ding ding _____ with a red mud
Ching a chong ching ching
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Great white hunter
He shoot gun gun
Country boy baboon
Him go run run
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Get Back Gorilla!!!!!!
Jungle telephone
Ding a dong ding ding _____ with a red mud
Ching a chong ching ching
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Great white hunter
He shoot gun gun
Country boy baboon
Him go run run
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Gorilla go bang bang ____________ling ling
Get Back Gorilla!!!!!!
Ooh I got a body full of liquor with a cocaine kicker
And I’m feeling like I’m thirty feet tall
So lay it down, lay it down
You got your legs up in the sky
With the devil in your eyes
Let me hear you say you want it all
Say it now, say it now
Look what you doing, look what you’ve done
But in this jungle you can’t run
Cause what I got for you
I promise is a killer, you’ll be banging on my chest
Bang bang, gorilla
You and me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas
Yeah I got a fistful of your hair
But you don’t look like you’re scared
You’re just smiling telling me daddy it’s yours
‘Cause you know how I like it
Use a dirty little lover
If the neighbors call the cops, call the sheriff
Call the swat we don’t stop, we keep rocking
While they knocking on our door
And you’re screaming give it to me baby
Give it to me m-therf-cker
Ohh look what you doing, look what you’ve done
But in this jungle you can’t run
Cause what I got for you
I promise is a killer, you’ll be banging on my chest
Bang bang, gorilla
You and me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas
I bet you never ever felt so good, so good
I got your body trembling like it should, it should
You’ll never be the same baby once I’m done with you
Oh you with me baby making love like gorillas
You and me baby we’ll be fucking like gorillas
You and me baby making love like gorillas
He’s got arms like legs
He’s got hands on his feet
He’s got a nose like a doughnut
He’s got a tendency to over eat
He don’t use tools or weapons
He don’t eat meat
He likes to stick to the bushes
Tends to avoid the street
But he rides my el dorado
When he comes to town
You know he’s out there somewhere
Tryin’ to track you down
Look up in the sky
Mama that’s the one
See the mighty profile
Block the noonday sun
He comes from the heart of darkness
A thousand miles from here
That’s the land where they understand
What a woman might like to hear
You know that he loves you baby
For what you really are
His love is a burning hot
As a big old ten cent cigar
Now most of y’all
Have seen a gorilla
In a cage at the local zoo
He mostly sits around contemplating
All the things that he’d prefer to do
He dreams about the world outside
From behind those bars of steel
And no one seems to understand
About the heartache the man can feel
The people stop and stare
But nobody seems to care
It don’t seem right somehow
It just don’t seem fair
He’s still a gorilla
