Proctor & Bergman - Nasi Goring lyrics

I'm Nasi Goring I'm never boring I flip on my zoot suit, toots, and whoops, I go a-scoring I walk the train yard I stalk the highway Late night statements down in a basement, you're gonna say that's a-my way I'm Nasi Goring Nobody's a [?] to me I'm continental I'm never mental I carry this whip, it's a tip I can't be gentle You let your rain pour What does it matter I'm bigger and bolder, Charlie, I'm blacker, yeah, and I'm a whole lot Fatter I'm Nasi Goring How come nobody's a balling poor old me? Spoken: Yes, folks, it's very hard to be a gorilla. But I gotta tell you Something, everybody's got a gorilla inside him. And sooner or later, Charlie, you gonna have to let him go, and when you do, he's gonna walk and When that gorilla walks he's gonna walk a little something like this-- In Indonesian My noodles are pleasin' But I'm a gorilla I can't listen to reason Like all God's creatures I have my features Road stops, side lots, I got lots and lots and lots of teachers Oh, poor Nasi Goring How come nobody's warning poor old me? Spoken: That's all, folk.