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Monkey Majik · I Hate You When You're Pregnant · J Majik · Latin Majik · Brass Monkey · Sprung Monkey · Iron Monkey · Red Monkey · Trained Monkey · Depoet & the Monkey · Angelina Pivarnick & Adam Barta (feat. The Majik Boys) · Voodoo Monkey Child · The Wise Monkey – and 71 other artists »
Don't Monkey with Another Monkey's Monkey (Johnny Paycheck) · Soul Sacrifice/Statik Majik (Cathedral) · Monkey See Monkey Groove (King Konga) · Laugh While You Can, Monkey Boy! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Laugh While You Can Monkey Boy (Sicko) · It All Started With Doo Wop: The Closer You Are (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Closer You Get (Six by Seven) · The Closer You Get (Rachel Portman) · Closer Than You, Vol. 1: Florida Ska (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Closer to You (J.J. Cale) – and 90 other albums »
Listen folks and I will tell a funny story You may think it sad but I was in my glory 'Twas a cellar I crept in, cobwebs brushing by my chin
me go I think they want you to stray Watch the monkey dance Give 'em a taste Look at him he's always smiling Help me to escape Your mouth agape
permission And I think I’m feelin you friend so let’s pull a switcheroo Fucking you since 1 or 2 Out the door by 3 or 4 Who I share the dick with, shut yo
Take the darkest of the darkest nights Combine it with the brightest of the sun's bright rays And you'll see what I see in my head What I see
left you by yourself stuck up fucked up behind them bars, the times is hard thought you was smart now you losing jumping around the room giving
Left you by yourself stuck up fucked up Behind them bars, the times is hard Thought you was smart Now you losing Jumping around the room giving
A defacto choice of macro Or microcosmic melancholy But, baby, any way you slice it I'm thinkin I could just as soon use The time alone Yes,
last song I ever wrote I'd tell you to grab it by the throat If this is the last song I ever write I'll tell you to stand back up and fight Live your
in the heatership While they always dip Left you by yourself stuck up fucked up Behind them bars, the times is hard Thought you was smart Now you
is enflamed for the road that you paved The role that played, in fuckin' up hip-hop You owe so you paid, the fo'-fo' close to your brain Closer than
Excuse me excuse me I be the poetry man that was sent here by the WWBCC fanclub You called the number 1 900 GET DA BOOT and you asked
viciously This guy I didn't know, walked up to me But the closer he got, the more I could tell It was the man they call Howard Cosell The guy you'd see