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The Weekend Of A Private Secretary lyrics
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread, along came a cho cho
Knocked my monkey koo koo and now my monkey's dead
At least he looks that way, then again don't we all
What I make is what I am
I can't be forever
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread, along came a cho cho
Knocked my monkey koo koo and now my monkey's dead
The poor little monkey
What I make is what I am
I can't be forever
We are our own wicked Gods, with little G's and big dicks
Sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise
Big dicks, big dicks, big dicks
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread, along came a cho cho
Knocked my monkey koo koo and now my monkey's dead
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
My monkey, my monkey, my monkey
My monkey, my monkey fought the fire
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Dreams of Johnny Mercer
- 3 Skylark
- 5 With My Lover Beside Me
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- Track 4 on The Dreams of Johnny Mercer
- 3 Skylark
- 5 With My Lover Beside Me
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