Ooh!
It's not whatchya call it
It's how it makes you feel
Yea-Yea-Yea-Yea-Yea-Yeah!
Ah
Ahh-Yea!
Lay down your guns
You got fire in your eyes
And your web is spun
Mmm I feel your stare
Burnin' out of control
You'll get your kicks out there
They won't crucify a dying soul
Oh I'm not the one
You should be lookin' for
Yeah and I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Ow!
Desire my city child
We know the world can wait
There's no sympathy in your fate
Mmm and I know it don't mean a
God damn thing to you don't
Understand what lit your fire
Too late to break the chains
I'm not your savior
Just a hellbound angel
Ow!
Get what you want
And then you get out
Just get out, get, go home
You get what you need
You're comin' back for more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh no no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh
Sweet seventeen
Your home is on the street
She got to feel the beat
The night's her only cover
Sprawled across the floor
Screamin' out in horror
Wakin' up to find
Your high's your only lover
Ow, huh!
Oh!
She got the monkey
Oh so much, much monkey
She got a monkey
Oh so so much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh so much, much monkey
She got the monkey
Oh, oh, oh, whoa-yeah!
Huh!
I'm not the one
You should be lookin' for
And I'm not the one
Who's gonna give you more, more, more, more, more
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh no no
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey baby
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Oh yeah
She got a whole lotta monkey
Whole lotta monkey on her back
Ow, oh!