That noise don't come from no ordinary bird.
It may be just a cricket or a critter in the trees.
It's giving me the jitters in the joints around my knees.
Oh, I think I see a jijik and he's fuzzy and he's furry.
I haven't got a brain, but I think I oughtta worry!
I haven't got a heart, but I got a palpitation.
As Monarch of the forest, I don't like this situation.
Are you gonna stand around and let em fill us full of horror?
I'd like to roll him down-- but I think I lost my roarer.
It's a whozis.
It's a whozis?
It's a whatzis.
It's a whatzis?
Whozat?
Whozat?
Whozat?
Whozat?
Who's that hiding
In the tree top?
It's that rascal
The Jitterbug.
Should you catch him
Buzzin' round you
Keep away from
The Jitterbug!
Oh, the bats and the bees and the breeze in the trees
Have a terrible horrible buzz
But the bats and the bees and the breeze in trees
Couldn't do what the Jitterbug does
So be careful
Of that rascal
Keep away from-
The Jitterbug!
Oh the jitter!
Oh the bug!
Oh the jitter-
Bug-bug-a-bug-bug-bug-bug-bug-a-boo!
In a twitter
In a throw
All the critters got me dancing on a thousand toes!
Thar she blows!
(music continues)