Down in darkest jungle, the Congo Club was hoppin’
Moving to that crazy beat, the dancers were be-boppin’
Who would dance with Helen, her hippo hips a’shakin’?
Only Melvin Monkey, (He had no fear of breakin’)
They did the mashed potato and frisky Charleston, too
Then set their feet ablaze and kicked away their shoes
Melvin started groovin’ to that funky jungle beat
And spun his dancing partner on her big ol’ hippo feet
Showin’ off his muscles, and manly monkey flare
Melvin tossed big Helen right up into the air
Not floating like a feather, but falling like a stone
Helen fell on Melvin, breaking all his bones
Dancing is ok, I guess, but love is all that matters
Now Melvin lies in traction while Helen peels his 'nanners