I'm a fleabit peanut monkey   All my friends are junkies   That's not really true   I'm a cold Italian pizza   I could use a lemon squeezer   Whould you do?      I've been biten   I've been tossed around by every she-rat in this town   Have you, Babe?      Well, I'm 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   I am a sack of broken eggs   I always have an unmade bed   Don't you?      Well, I hope we're not too messianic   Or a trifle too satanic   We love to play the blues      And I'm just a monkey man   I'm glad you are a monkey woman too