FROM: On the Town SUNG BY: Ann Miller (Claire Hudson) Modern man is not for me,
The movie star or daffer dan,
Give me the healthy glow from ages ago,
A prehistoric man,
What has Gable got for me?
Or Mrs Johnson's blond boy Van?
I want a happy ape with no English trape,
A prehistoric man.
Top hats, bow ties,
He simply wore no ties,
Bare skin, bare skin,
He just sat around in nothing but bare skin,
I really love bare skin.
Some guys care a lot for me,
But my excitement they can't ban,
Because I still await my primitive mate,
We've had a date since the world began,
My prehistoric man.
Don't like no analysis,
He never knew what made him tick,
He never paid, it seems, foretelling his dreams
For prehistoric Dick. Jitter, jitter,
He never had jitter,
No repression,
He just believed in free self expression,
I love self expression.
He had honest calices,
He never worked to pile up dough,
Someone like you and me, no ulcers had he,
Simple and free,
It's a long ago,
For prehistoric dough.
Be bop, be bop,
They didn't have be bop,
Tom toms, tom toms,
They sat all day just a beatin' on tom toms,
I really love tom toms.
