Folks, how here's the story 'bout one big gorilla
Don't mean the one that fought Godzilla
He was the one that they could not kill
But Joe had a thing for a girl named Jill

Mighty-mighty mighty Joe
Fighty-fighty-fighty-no!
He be, he be, he be, cool
Mighty-mighty Joe!

Now, old Joe became a big club attraction
He tug-o-war with muscle action
He hold up Jill on the piano
And "Beautiful Dreamer" make him mellow

Mighty-mighty mighty Joe
Fighty-fighty-fighty-no!
He be, he be, he be, cool
Mighty-mighty Joe!

Then three drunks give Joe an over dose of bourbon
He get tipsy and he start disturbin'
They bust him out put him in a big van
Drive him down back road followed by "the man"

Mighty-mighty mighty Joe
Fighty-fighty-fighty-no!
He be, he be, he be, cool
Mighty-mighty Joe!

Then at night they came upon an orphanage on fire
Was a kid on top, was about to expire
Joe climbed up a tree he was so stop-animated
He saved the child and the day and became less hated

Poor Joe, poor Joe, poor Joe