This is a repeat after me song, so you say what I say and you do what I do 🙂
Tarzan,
Swinging on a rubber band,
Smashed into a frying pan,
Now Tarzans got a tan.
I hope it doesn’t peel
Like a banana! (Beat your chest)
Jane,
Flying in an aeroplane.
Crashed into a traffic lane,
Oh, that hurt! (high squeaky voice)
Now Jane has a pain,
Now Tarzan has a tan.
I hope it doesn’t peel
Like a banana! (Beat your chest)
Cheeta,
Was dancing to the beata,
Crashed into the streeta,
Now Cheeta is Velveta,
And Janes has a pain,
Now Tarzan has a tan.
I hope it doesn’t peel
Like a banana! (Beat your chest)