Tarzan Of Harlem (10-17-39) - Cab Calloway

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!

He just can’t miss

He kills them with a kiss

He’s the Tarzan of Harlem