Monica

Hey, you in the black leather boots
 Hey, I'm talkin to you
 Hey, you with the dark brown roots
 Hey, I'm talkin to you
 If I take you out, I'll be a gentleman, I'll keep my hands to myself
 We'll do what you want to do
 I sometimes wonder
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Hey, little person behind the book
 Hey, I'm talkin to you
 Hey, give me one little smile or a look
 There's a lot of things we can do
 If I take you out, I'll pick you up in my car, I'll pay for everything
 We'll go where you want to go
 I sometimes wonder
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Hey, Mrs Drawer of snakes and of fish
 Hey, I'm talkin to you
 Hey, grant me one little dream or a wish
 Hey, I'm talkin to you
 And I sometimes wonder
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
 I sometimes wonder...