Lyrics

You wanna have a monkey of your very own? You wanna roll on the grass? Get down, up in the trees? Baby There's no sense in getting primitive I like the way you walk upright You get all that? Yep, just a little bit more Walk the dog Mow the lawn Bury the bone You got enough love In your heart To share this Indian brother Yep, I said it No, no, no, no There's no sense in getting primitive I like the way you walk upright Do you want a monkey of your own? Do you want to shampoo the monkeys fur every other night? And have you ever considered the problems of head lice? And can you afford to buy a monkey child on your current salary? Do you wanna have to walk the monkey three times a day? There's no sense in getting primitive I like the way you walk upright There's no sense in getting primitive I like the way you walk upright Yeah, they sure do look cute And they can be sweet when you see them in the zoo And what would your boyfriend say With a monkey of your very own? Nothing, nothing, he's alright