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Mom and Dad must have been primates
Coz bananas are my favourite food
When it comes to stuff this guy eats a lot
For bananas I'm always in the mood

The fact that when passing a tree with vines
Something very deep down inside
Urges me to climb, holler and beat my chest
Some primordial force to abide

Bananas for breakfast, for lunch and for dinner
With mounds of yummy whipped cream
Oh heavenly joy! There ain't nuttin' finer
They're the object of all my dreams

Okay, I'll try to get back to reality
But each time I hear an old squeeze box
I get all excited and feel like performing
It invades my innermost thoughts

Sitting here typing while peeling a banana
Is there help for someone like me
Cause my skin's definitely got a yellow tinge
Often hang from our backyard tree!

Mom and Dad must have been primates
Other signs are too numerous to tell
Obsessed by scratching my armpits til they're raw
And picking my honker as well!

© Jack Ellison 2013

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