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