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 gra** 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 ...