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She slides across the floor |
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Puts her head on his shoulders |
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His eyes search for the door |
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Even as he pulls her closer |
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She is a raging beauty |
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He writes I love you truly |
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In lipstick on her mirror |
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Which leaves her in a furor |
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I want to make you happy I want to make you happy |
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I want to make you happy I want to make you happy |
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We do the monkey dance it's a crazy feeling |
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Monkey dance what are we concealing |
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Monkey dance we shall be revealing |
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We do the monkey dance when the blows all glance |
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Monkey dance we do the monkey dance |
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His fingers brush her face |
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She quivers like a fawn |
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He's lost in her embrace |
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She turns around he's gone |
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She knows his lies are barefaced |
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As she descends the staircase |
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Her clothes are falling off her |
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He can't resist her offer |
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I want to make you happy I want to make you happy |
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I want to make you happy I want to make you happy |
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We do the monkey dance it's a crazy feeling |
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Monkey dance what are we concealing |
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Monkey dance we shall be revealing |
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We do the monkey dance when the blows all glance |
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Monkey dance we do the monkey dance |
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She has a will of iron |
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He reads her Keats and Byron |
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Til she can go no further |
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He starts to read her Thurber |
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I want to make you happy I want to make you happy |
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You want to make me happy You want to make me happy |
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We do the monkey dance it's a crazy feeling |
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Monkey dance what are we concealing |
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Monkey dance we shall be revealing |
