Now, before this modern idea had burst
About the women and children first
The men had much more charm than they have today
And if only one of that type survived
The very moment that he arrived
I know I'd fall in love in a great big way
I can't imagine being bad
With any Arrow collar ad
Nor could I take the slightest joy
In waking up a college boy
I've no desire to be alone
With Rudy Vallee's megaphone
So when I'm saying my prayers, I say:

Find me a primitive man
Built on a primitive plan
Someone with vigor and vim
I don't mean a kind that belongs to a club
But the kind that has a club that belongs to him
I could be the personal slave
Of someone just out of a cave
The only man who'll ever win me
Has gotta wake up the gypsy in me
Find me a primitive man
Find me a primitive man
Trouve moi un homme primitif
Trouve moi un garcon naif
Quelqu'un tout plein de vigeur
Ces p'tits maquereaux qu'on appelle gigolos ne
Pourraient jamais donner le vrai bonheur
J'ai besoin d'un bel animal
Pour chauffeur mon chaffage centrale
Et l'homme qui me veut pour capitane
Devrait reveiler mon sang tzigane
Trouve moi un homme primitif, vif
Trouve moi un homme primitif

(Find me a primitive man
Find me a forthright young lad
Someone with vigor to spare
Those fatuous beaux they call gigolos could never give me happiness
I must have a gorgeous beast
To heat up my own central heat
And he who aspires to be my stud
Must reawake my gypsy blood
Find me a primitive man.)