Ray Stevens - Harry the Hairy Ape lyrics

Well, a strange thing happened
The other night
You won't believe it, but I swear it's true
Harry the hairy ape made his
Escape from the city zoo
And under cover of darkness he made his way
To the middle of the municipal park
And he hid in the bushes and
Waited for somebody to come
Walkin' along by himself in the dark

Then along come somebody
Not suspectin' nothin'
Harry jump out of the bushes all of a sudden
Beat on his chest
Jump up and down and he say
"Woo hoo hee hee hoo, hoo"
Which is Harry ape talk for
"Boo, I betcha I scared you, ha ha"
Scared that poor cat so bad
His eyes bugged out his hair turned white
He ran off through the municipal park
Screamin', hollerin', tearin' up the shrub
Diggin' up the lawn and knock down the
Keep off the grass sign, run through the
Hurricane fence, fell into the municipal park
Swimming pool and drowned himself

Well, Harry thought this was
The funniest thing
That he had ever seen and he laughed, "Ha ha"
Jumped back in the bushes and got
Ready to do it again
The next guy to come along was
The near sighted local DJ
Just boppin' down the sidewalk on
His way to work with a box of records on his
Arm that he was gonna play

So here come, not suspectin' nothin'
Harry jump out of the bushes all of a sudden
Beat on his chest
Jump up and down and he say
"Woo hoo hee hee hoo, hoo"
Which is Harry ape talk for
"Boo, I betcha I scared you, ha ha"

Man, that radio announcer didn't
Even bad an eye
He was so near-sighted he thought
Harry was a rock 'n' roll singer
So he gave him the old glad hand
Slapped him on the back, smiled
Said, "Don't worry, baby
I'm gonna play the record
Then he said, "Bye"
Bopped on off down the sidewalk
Every 4 5 steps he'd stop and
Doin' a little mash potatoes
Harry just stood there watching till
He got out of sight
Man he didn't know what to think I
Mean it really shook him up
He run back to his cage as fast as he can go
And jump up on his little swing
Put both hands over his eyes
And didn't look for 3 hours and 45 minutes
But that's not the end of the story, no
Here's what happened

Well the DJ played Harry's record
What record?
Shut up it was a hit and he became a star
He got him some tight britches
Got him a manager went on a promotion tour
Combed his hair back
And took up playin' the guitar
And every Sunday afternoon
You can go see Harry at the zoo
And the girls will scream and
He'll sit on his swing
And pick and sing his hit record for you

Hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo, hoo
Hoo hoo, hoo