Now I'm the king of the swingers, boy Jungle V.I.P.
I've reached the top, and had to stop,
And that's what's bothering me
I wanna be a man, a man cub stroll right into town
Well now friends let me tell you about this cat that I oncemet,
Smooth talker with an export cigarette
I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand