I remember when we was childrens hangin’ round up in your tree.  There was always time for monkey shines when we was young and free.  Now the worlds’ become a jungle and it’s frightening as can be.  Oh, but I’ll be there to hold your little hand, because every Monkey Woman needs herself a good Monkey Man.  All the lions and tigers view you as just one more tasty snack and you always got them little monkey babies hangin’ all off your back.  You got too much monkey bi’ness goin’ on and that’s a fact.  But, you know I’ll be there to help you if I can, because every Monkey Woman needs herself a good Monkey Man.  Now you got so many relatives, you don’t know what to do.  You even got a monkey auntie and a monkey uncle, too.  Sometime life can get so hectic, it’s just like livin’ in a zoo.  But, you know I’ll be there to help you when I can, because every Monkey Woman needs herself a good Monkey Man.