Gather ‘round folks while I tell you about my man
I’m talkin' about Growlin' Dan
He’s got roly-poly eyes
And he’s just about my size
He ain’t no sheik, not a gigolo
But just like they do, he takes it nice and slow
In fact whatever he does, I think is grand
I’m talkin' about Growlin' Dan
Minnie the Moocher she met my Growlin' Dan
She shook her hoochie coochie tried to steal my man
She told him of the dream she had of the King of Sweden
And how he was givin' her everything she was needin'
Yea, my Dan is mean, but he’s on the square
So he told old Minnie to take the air
He said Ho-de-ho-de ho ha ha!
Minnie, I’ll see you in the sweet by and by
Mmm, when a dog gets mad he howls
When my mad gets mad he growls
He says «What are you doin'?
Where you been?
Where you goin'?
When did you come in?
Is my bath ready?
Did you turn the water on?»
Oh oh, sometimes I wish I was gone
But he handles my affairs and that takes a real good man
I’m talkin' about Growlin' Dan
Wah, wah, Growlin' Dan
Wah, wah, wah Growlin' Dan
Wah, wah, Growlin' Dan
Wah, wah, talkin' about my Growlin' Dan