My man the monkey man sings his monkey man song

With his lightening guitar strikes he knows where he belongs

The monkey man stands on his pedestal of chords

Monkeying around and playing to the hoards

He knows he is the monkey man as the crowd cheer his name

“Monkey man we love you, don’t ever change!”

The monkey man plays as never before

His rhythm and rhyming are clearly adored

A young boy shouts “Hey monkey man will you play for me?”

There’s a song I adore about a monkey in a tree

The monkey man shouts back “sure I know the one,

Come and stand by me and we’ll sing together son!”

The boy is in awe as the monkey man sings

With slight of hand and ease he caresses his strings

He is the monkey man as everyone knows

Monkeying around with his monkey man shows