| Welcome to the knockhouse, baby, wailing from the side
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| A gun, a knife, killing alive, roses stay behind
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| Under my shower, where I get wet, I never hear a word
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| Stuck in the middle I look my day, create a finer
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| Uncle Joey is working so hard, paying of his dream
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| Some are in a sweaty room, the bride is on the groom
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| Singing along is all you do, there’s no way to turn
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| Stuck in the middle I look my day, create a finer
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| Smoking in bed with two old feet, oh, what a way to burn
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| Stuck in the middle I look my day, create a finer
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| Gonna get myself a monkey, baby, the last night you are free
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| Gonna get myself a monkey, baby, rollin' over wailing from the side
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| Rollin' over, give me a monkey ride
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| Gonna get myself a monkey, baby, the last night you’re free
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| Gonna get myself a monkey, baby, that’s what I’ll do
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| I get out and get the sound of the tiger, yeah
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| Kids wanna try to get her just because they wanna get rich
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| Rollin' over wailing from the side, rollin' over, get a monkey ride
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| Rollin' over wailing from the side, rollin', rollin' over I got myself a monkey
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| ride |