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 grass 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   ...