Monkey Dance (T-Bone Burnett)

She slides across the floor 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 wanna make you happy I wanna make you happy I wanna make you happy I wanna 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 wanna make me happy You wanna make me happy You wanna make me happy You wanna make me happy We do the monkey dance, it's a crazy feeling Monkey dance, what we are 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 wanna make you happy I wanna make you happy You wanna make me happy You wanna make me happy We do the monkey dance, it's a crazy feeling Monkey dance, what we are 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 Monkey dance