You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing Said the Monkey to the Lion on the bright summer day, "There's a big, bad cat livin' down the way He talked about your folks in a heck of a way A lot of other things I'm afraid to say" The Lion jumps up all full of rage Like a Harlem cat that's blown his gauge He meets the Elephant in the front of the tree He says, "Now big boy it's you or me" The Elephant looks him from the corner of his eyes "You better find someone to fight your size" The Lion jumps up and makes a fancy pa** But the Elephant knocks him over in the gra** They fought all night and they fought all day I don't know how the Lion, well he got away He come back through the jungle more dead than alive And that's when the Monkey really started his jive You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing Well he waked up his temper when he jumpin' up and down And his foot missed the limb and his head hit the ground Like a bolt of light'ning and a streak of heat The Lion was on him with all four feet But the Monkey looks up from the corner of his eye Says, "Now Mr. Lion, I apologize" The Monkey on his back studies up a scheme He's tryin' to trick that jungle king "Be bad with me, I wish you would I'd tear you up all over the wood" The Lion jumps up, squares off for a fight But the Monkey jumped completely out of sight "So if you bother me again I'll turn you over to my Elephant friend" You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king You call yourself the jungle king I found out you ain't a doggone thing