(Composição: Irving Mills, Nat King Cole) A buzzard took a monkey for a ride in the air The monkey thought that everything was on the square The buzzard tried to throw the monkey off of his back But the monkey grabbed his neck and said: "Now listen, Jack Straighten up and fly right Straighten up and fly right Straighten up and fly right Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top. Ain't no use in divin' What's the use of jivin' Straighten up and fly right Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top." The buzzard told the monkey "You are chokin' me Release your hold and I will set you free." The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in the eye and said "Your story's so touching but it sounds just 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." "Straighten up and fly right Straighten up and stay right Straighten up and fly right Cool down, papa, don't you blow your top."
