Her Monkey

Ooh!
 It's not whatchya call it
 It's how it makes you feel
 Yea-Yea-Yea-Yea-Yea-Yeah!
 Ah
 Ahh-Yea!
 Lay down your guns
 You got fire in your eyes
 And your web is spun
 Mmm I feel your stare
 Burnin' out of control
 You'll get your kicks out there
 They won't crucify a dying soul
 Oh I'm not the one
 You should be lookin' for
 Yeah and I'm not the one
 Who's gonna give you more, yeah
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Ow!
 Desire my city child
 We know the world can wait
 There's no sympathy in your fate
 Mmm and I know it don't mean a
 God damn thing to you don't
 Understand what lit your fire
 Too late to break the chains
 I'm not your savior
 Just a hellbound angel
 Ow!
 Get what you want
 And then you get out
 Just get out, get, go home
 You get what you need
 You're comin' back for more, more, more, more, more
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Oh no no
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Oh
 Sweet seventeen
 Your home is on the street
 She got to feel the beat
 The night's her only cover
 Sprawled across the floor
 Screamin' out in horror
 Wakin' up to find
 Your high's your only lover
 Ow, huh!
 Oh!
 She got the monkey
 Oh so much, much monkey
 She got a monkey
 Oh so so much monkey
 She got the monkey
 Oh so much, much monkey
 She got the monkey
 Oh, oh, oh, whoa-yeah!
 Huh!
 I'm not the one
 You should be lookin' for
 And I'm not the one
 Who's gonna give you more, more, more, more, more
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Oh no no
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Oh yeah
 She got a whole lotta monkey baby
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Oh yeah
 She got a whole lotta monkey
 Whole lotta monkey on her back
 Ow, oh!