Bon Bon  Fire Fire Galaxy Man R is for Ring-a-Ding The Uppercut Dog Hit Don't Hold Back Too Much, Too Fast Aapie Dirty Racer X Action Eat Here Stop Now Er Ez Ex Aapie Writers: Esselink / Martinez / Spencer Published: Harley, Buma-Stemra / Madam Organ Music, BMI / Patrica Ann Music, BMI From: Amsterdam Showdown, King Street Throwdown! Source: Pop-Catastrophe.co.uk NOTES: Main vocal by by Jon Spencer, text in RED is probably incorrect. You wanna have a monkey of your very own? You wanna roll on the grass? Get down, up in the trees? Baby [There's no sense in getting primitive] [I like the way you walk upright] You get all that? Yep Just a little bit more Walk the dog Mow the lawn Bury the bone You got enough love in your heart to share this Indian brother Yep, I said it No, no, no [There's no sense in getting primitive] [I like the way you walk upright] Do you want a monkey of your own? Do you want to shampoo the monkeys fur every other night? And have you ever considered the problems of head lice? And can you afford to buy a monkey child on your current salary? Do you wanna have to walk the monkey three times a day? [There's no sense in getting primitive] [I like the way you walk upright] Yeah, they sure do look cute And they can be sweet when you see them in the zoo And what would your boyfriend say With a monkey of your very own? [Nothing, nothing, he's alright]