Monkey See Monkey Do
My wife says I need glasses
But I don't think I do
Cause I fed that monkey a banana
One evening at the zoo
She said, "You know that's not a monkey"
But I would disagree
She said, "You knew that was my mama"
Well, it looked like a monkey to me
I can see as good as always
And I don't bump into the wall
I only got lost a couple of times
While walking down the hall
Things might be a little blurry
I just need a little sleep
So don't worry about these peepers
They still have plenty of peep
I still see that hairy monkey
I just act like it's not there
My wife still says it's her mama
Underneath that monkey hair
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