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What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance Birds and bees Chimpanzees Buzzing 'round my head Swinging from trees She's a deep dish pie A precious flower Wrapped like candy Primped and powdered While the creepers creep And the willows weep In the dead of the night I'm counting sheep All night long I toss and turn I wonder what It's gonna take to learn What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance We got brand new drugs For the same old blues Satellites peaking Into your room A machine to tell me If you're lying Sheep for cloning Eggs for frying I can meet for lunch With the man on the moon Do almost anything I want to do Makes no difference Where you go Everybody's got a theory But nobody knows What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance I've peeked through keyholes On my knees For clues to life's Mysteries From daytime soaps To late-night cable Round the corner Under the table I'm looking for a love That can't be named Looking for a love That knows no shame Big or round Short or tall I got to get it Or nothing at all What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance What makes the monkey dance