Jungle Rub Out

This is a story I heard down in Wingo Wango
About a little girl called Jenny who got lost in the jungle
She was brought up by the actual animals who lived in the bush
These apes got to like her so much they called her «Jungle Jenny»
Jungle Jenny
Raised by gorillas
In the jungle, in the jungle
Got an education
In gorilla formation
In the jungle, in the jungle
From the magazine
The only ones she’d seen
On the cover was Willy and his Walnuts
Jungle Jenny, Jungle Jenny
I need a lot of love and I can’t get any
Jungle Jenny, Jungle Jenny
I need a lot of love and I can’t get any
In the jungle, in the jungle
Saw his face
From a different race
In the jungle, in the jungle
Then Jenny knew
She had to get through
To Willy, and his Walnuts
Jenny was a dreamer
She took a local steamer
Looking for Willy and his Walnuts
Meanwhile, deep in the forest
The news spread that Jenny had gone
There was a rumble through the jungle
And the gorillas, the gorillas all mumbled
They want their baby back
Through the woods
Hear them sigh
The apes all stand and sadly cry
In the city
She was a lipstick tester
For Willy
And his Walnuts
But back in the jungle
The gorillas all mumble
They want Jenny
They all want Jenny