she slides across the floor
puts her head on his shoulders
his eyes search for the door
even as he pulls her closer
she is a raging beauty
he writes i love you truly
in lipstick on her mirror
which leaves her in a furor
i want to make you happy
his fingers brush her face
she quivers like a fawn
he's lost in her embrace
she turns around he's gone
she knows his lies are barefaced
as she descends the staircase
her clothes are falling off her
he can't resist her offer
you want to make me happy
we do the monkey dance it's a crazy feeling
monkey dance what are we concealing
monkey dance we shall be revealing
we do the monkey dance when the blows all glance
monkey dance we do the monkey dance
she has a will of iron
he reads her keats and byron
till she can go no further
he starts to read her thurber
i want to make you happy
you want to make me happy
we do the monkey dance it's a crazy feeling
monkey dance what are we concealing
monkey dance we shall be revealing
we do the monkey dance when the blows all glance
monkey dance we become advanced
monkey dance we do the monkey dance
