I'm a fleabit peanut monkey And all my friends are junkies That's not really true I'm a cold Italian pizza I could use a lemon squeezer What you do? I've been bit and I've been tossed around By every she-rat in this town Have you? And I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey woman too I was bitten by a boar I was gouged and I was gored But I pulled on through Yeah, I'm a sack of broken eggs I always have an unmade bed Don't you? And I hope we're not too messianic Or a trifle too satanic But we love to play the blues And I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey woman too I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey, monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey, m-m-monkey I'm a monkey, m-m-monkey I'm a monkey, m-m-monkey Monkey, monkey man