All of Harlem's in a rage
And not from blowing gage
They've got some new-type menace
Up there!
He just blew into town
He's slim and coffee brown
His trademark is the call that fills the air
But Harlemites, don't take alarm
He really doesn't mean you harm
He's only loaded up with jungle charm
No trees about
But listen to him shout:
Wooooooah!
He's the Tarzan of Harlem
(He's the Tarzan of Harlem)
Big gals and small
All answer to his call:
Wooooooah!
He's the Tarzan of Harlem
(He's the Tarzan of Harlem)
Instead of swinging from the trees
He swings around the old Savoy
Romancing all those chickadees
With a hey and a floy-floy-floy
He just can't miss
He kills them with a kiss
And if some nights you hear a roar
And someone's breaking down a door
That's just a way to ask
For more, wooooooah!
[Instrumental]
He just can't miss
He kills them with a kiss
[Scat]
He's the Tarzan of Harlem
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