puts her head on his shoulders
his eyes search for the door
even as he pulls her closer
she is a raging beauty
he writes i love you truly
in lipstick on her mirror
which leaves her in a furor

          i want to make you happy

his fingers brush her face
she quivers like a fawn
he's lost in her embrace
she turns around he's gone
she knows his lies are barefaced
as she descends the staircase
her clothes are falling off her
he can't resist her offer

          you want to make me happy

     we do the monkey dance   it's a crazy feeling
               monkey dance   what are we concealing
               monkey dance   we shall be revealing

     we do the monkey dance   when the blows all glance
               monkey dance   we do the monkey dance

she has a will of iron
he reads her keats and byron
till she can go no further
he starts to read her thurber

          i want to make you happy
          you want to make me happy

     we do the monkey dance   it's a crazy feeling
               monkey dance   what are we concealing
               monkey dance   we shall be revealing

     we do the monkey dance   when the blows all glance
               monkey dance   we become advanced
               monkey dance   we do the monkey dance