Her Monkey - Cats In Boots

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!