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