| One thing always leads to another
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| In life and love they say
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| You got too close and now
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| That boy’s gonna make you rue the day
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| You grab his ankles when he flies
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| You catch him when he falls
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| Here’s the thing to say to him
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| Before you climb the walls:
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| Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey
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| One day you’re up, next day you’re down
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| Why do you monkey my heart around
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| Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey
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| I’m not coming on the roller coaster with you
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| I see your nerves are jangled, honey,
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| You’re a walking emotional wreck
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| He’s dealing you some jokers
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| Off the bottom of the deck
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| He goes from joy to suicide
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| About 15 times a day
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| Here’s the thing to scream out loud
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| From 100 miles away
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| Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey
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| One day you’re up, next day you’re down
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| Why do you monkey my heart around
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| Shame, shame on you, you Bad Monkey
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| I’m not coming on the roller coaster with you
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| Where’s the joy in a boy who dribbles
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| When he drinks his tea
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| I’ve seen better manners from
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| A baby chimpanzee
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| On fairground rides you grip the sides
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| And scream until you’re blue
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| You’ll be screaming the rest of your life
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| If he gets hold with you |