The buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air
A buzzard took the monkey for a ride in the air

The monkey thought that everything was on
the square
The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off his back
The monkey grabbed his neck and said
"Now listen, Jack"

(Straighten up and fly right...)
"Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top
Ain't no use in jivin'
What's the use in dabbin'

Straighten up and fly right
"Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top"

The buzzard told the monkey "you're chokin' me"
"Release your hold and I'll set you free"
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the
eye and said
"You story's fetchin' but it sounds like a lie"

Straighten up and fly right
Straighten up and stay right
Straighten up and fly right
Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top...

Fly right!

Composição: Irving Mills / Nat King Cole