Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, I'm an animal
Somethin' like a cannibal
I'm very flammable
And partially programmable
Centuries of overuse
Now I wear it nice and loose
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, it's ubiquitous
Tell me, can you stick with this?
I'm on the brink of this
And tell me what you think of this
I'm in the Beauregard's
Slow me down if I get hard
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
Gonna, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And then you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna get you now
Her perfume smells like gasoline
My girlfriend's trash is nice and clean
Acid landing on my tongue
I think you know we've just begun
She don't want the ladies room
Transatlantic super groom
Your hairplane is a monument
The sexy art of continence
And now I know you by your scent
Let it be, we both get bent
Need a minute to repair
Sunny-siders always share
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
Gonna, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And when you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
I'm gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, I believe in love
Perfectly receivin' love
It's vociferous, then come and get a whiff of this
I'm at the pyramids
Never had a fear of kids
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
I'm on the precipice
I come and make a mess of this
It's the apocalypse
Try to get a sock of this
I'm at the county fair
Haystack ride, I'll pull your hair
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
Gonna, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And when you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
We've only just begun
Funky monks are on the run
Gonna, gonna, gonna get you with the tip of my tongue
And if you walk away
I know what your kiss would say
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
Gonna get you now
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