Swingin' The Blues

A buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air

The monkey thought that ev'rything was on the square

The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back

But the monkey grabbed his neck and said, now, listen, Jack

Straighten up and fly right

Straighten up and fly right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down papa, don't you blow your top

Ain't no use in divin', what's the use of jivin'

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down papa, don't you blow your top

The buzzard told the monkey, you're choking me

Release your hold and I'll set you free

The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the eye and said

Your story's so touching, but is sounds like a lie

Straighten up and fly right

Straighten up and stay right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down papa, don't you blow your top

Straighten up and fly right

Straighten up and stay right

Straighten up and fly right

Cool down papa, don't you blow your top

Fly right