Ooh
It's not whatchya call it is
It’s how it makes you feel
Mon-mon-mon-mon-monkey
Ah
Ahh-ow
Lay down your guns
You got a fire in your eyes
And your web is spun
Mmm, I feel your stare
Burnin' out of control
You'll get your kicks out there
They won’t crucify a dying soul
Oh, I'm not the one
You should be lookin' for
Yeah, and I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Ow
Desire my city child
We know the world can wait
There's no sympathy in your fate
Mmm, and I know it don't mean a
God-damn thing to you
Don't understand what lit your fire
Too late to break the chains
I’m not your savior
Just a hell bound angel
Ow
Get what you want
And then you get out
Just get out, get, go on
You get what you need
You’re comin' back for more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, no, no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh
Sweet seventeen
Your home is on the street
She got to feel the beat
The night’s her only cover
Sprawled across the floor
Screamin' out in horror
Wakin' up to find
Your high's your only lover
Ow, huh
Oh
She got the monkey
Oh, so much, much monkey
She got a monkey
Oh, so, so much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh, so much, much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh, oh, oh, whoa-yeah
Huh
I’m not the one
You should be lookin' for
And I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, no, no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey, baby
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
It's not whatchya call it is
It’s how it makes you feel
Mon-mon-mon-mon-monkey
Ah
Ahh-ow
Lay down your guns
You got a fire in your eyes
And your web is spun
Mmm, I feel your stare
Burnin' out of control
You'll get your kicks out there
They won’t crucify a dying soul
Oh, I'm not the one
You should be lookin' for
Yeah, and I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Ow
Desire my city child
We know the world can wait
There's no sympathy in your fate
Mmm, and I know it don't mean a
God-damn thing to you
Don't understand what lit your fire
Too late to break the chains
I’m not your savior
Just a hell bound angel
Ow
Get what you want
And then you get out
Just get out, get, go on
You get what you need
You’re comin' back for more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, no, no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh
Sweet seventeen
Your home is on the street
She got to feel the beat
The night’s her only cover
Sprawled across the floor
Screamin' out in horror
Wakin' up to find
Your high's your only lover
Ow, huh
Oh
She got the monkey
Oh, so much, much monkey
She got a monkey
Oh, so, so much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh, so much, much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh, oh, oh, whoa-yeah
Huh
I’m not the one
You should be lookin' for
And I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, no, no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey, baby
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
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