| Monkeyboy
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| I got an ape performing in my head
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| If he don’t stop then I will soon be dead
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| This monkey’s no friend of mine
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| I try to act straight but he’s on cloud number nine
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| He’s got a cup made of tin
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| And it’s 'cause of him you won’t let me in
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| He bangs a drum so I can’t get no sleep
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| Well he’s a monkey but he can’t be beat
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| Head over heels on banana peel
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| I’m getting confused as to what I feel
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| And every time I try to speak
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| He always puts his monkeytongue in my cheek
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| Oh, my, my — I’d do anything to make him die
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| And oh then I’d see there’s nothing I can do
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| The monkey’s just a part of me
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| I got a monkey singing in my brain
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| I should have known already we’re the same
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| Oh, my, my — I’d do anything to make him die
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| And oh then I’d see there’s nothing I can do
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| The monkey’s just a part of me
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| I got some monkey business to attend
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| I think I’ll ask him if he’d hold my hand
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| And ask him to be a friend of mine
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| Together we’ll fly up to cloud number nine
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| And share his cup made of tin
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| Maybe then you’d like to let us in
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| Oh, my, my — I did everything to make him die
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| But oh now I see there’s nothing I can do
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| The monkey’s just a part of me
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| I got some monkey business to attend |