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She slides across the floorPuts her head on his shouldersHis eyes search for the doorEven as he pulls her closerShe is a raging beautyHe writes I love you trulyIn lipstick on her mirrorWhich leaves her in a furorI wanna make you happyI wanna make you happyI wanna make you happyI wanna make you happyHis fingers brush her faceShe quivers like a fawnHe's lost in her embraceShe turns around he's goneShe knows his lies are barefacedAs she descends the staircaseHer clothes are falling off herHe can't resist her offerYou wanna make me happyYou wanna make me happyYou wanna make me happyYou wanna make me happyWe do the monkey dance, it's a crazy feelingMonkey dance, what we are concealingMonkey dance, we shall be revealingWe do the monkey dance, when the blows all glanceMonkey dance, we do the monkey danceShe has a will of ironHe reads her Keats and ByronTill she can go no furtherHe starts to read her ThurberI wanna make you happyI wanna make you happyYou wanna make me happyYou wanna make me happyWe do the monkey dance, it's a crazy feelingMonkey dance, what we are concealingMonkey dance, we shall be revealingWe do the monkey dance, when the blows all glanceMonkey dance, we become advancedMonkey dance, we do the monkey danceMonkey dance |