Muttley, you snickering, floppy-eared hound
When courage is needed, you're never around
Those medals you wear onyourmoth-eaten chest
Should bethere for bungling, at which youare best
So stop the Jack
Stop the Jack
Stop the Jack
Stop theJack
StoptheJack
Stop the Jack
Stopthe Jack
Howww?
Nab him
Jabhim
Tab him
Grab him
Stop that Jack now!
You, Zilly, stop sneaking, it's not worth the chance
For you'll be returned by the seat of your pants
And, Clunk, you invent me a thingamabob
That catches that Jack, or I lose my job