I'll tell you 'bout a caveman lived a million years ago When mother earth was young and dinosaurs walked to and fro His skull contained but half a brain but he didn't mind at all He's a hot shot caveman, yah do dah [?] Who loved to fight and brawl
He walked the misty plate in time to find whatever he could find Then at last he saw her there, covered with hair A cavegirl looking right his way, half naked, half well who can say Such a thing he'd never seen before, Well then need I tell you more The caveman fell in love, love, love And so he wielded his club
Oooh oooh what could he do? You can't blame a fellow for trying his luck, He's just a simple caveman who wanted to--- Well when the cavegirl came around she had some things to relate About the methods he used to communicate
I never expected a caveman to exhibit much finesse, But a fifty pound club ain't exactly a caress So if you want to call me, you better learn to talk Until you learn some manners buddy,