Текст песни Mop-Mop

Mop mop! A thousand years ago Mop mop! A guy named Jungle Joe Was a drummer man in a Zulu band That made swing history Mop mop! One day the king said "Gate! Why Gate, you old reprobate I commission you, find a riff that's new Or your wig belongs to me." Joe's knees started knockin' So scared he was stiff 'Til he noticed the tribe was rockin' As his knees beat out this mellow riff Mop mop! From the tropic's heat Mop mop! Came this jungle beat Though old Joe is gone, his jive lives on And it still is making history. Joe's knees started knockin' So scared he was stiff 'Til he noticed the tribe was rockin' As his knees beat out this mellow riff Mop mop! From the tropic's heat Mop mop! Came this jungle beat Though old Joe is gone, his jive lives on And it still is making history.