Lyrics:

Oh, Red went and bought himself a monkey
Got him from a pawnshop broker
Taught that monkey how to guzzle beer
And he taught him how to play stud poker
Last night they were gambling in the kitchen
The monkey he was taking a beatin'
The monkey said, 'Red, I'm gonna shoot you dead
Because I know darn well you been a cheatin'.'

Well, run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity, boogity, boogity, boogity)
Run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity)
You better get up and wail
You better move your tail before he fills it full of lead

Oh, Red jumped up and started to move like a P80-Saber Jet
He zoomed around the corner and he disappeared
And everybody started to bet
The race was on, you know the chase was on
And Red, he sure could run
But let me tell you sport, don't sell that monkey short
'Cause he's a traveling son of a gun

Well, run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity, boogity, boogity, boogity)
Run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity)
You better get up and wail
You better move your tail before he fills it full of lead


Monkey trapped Red in a parking lot
Down along the avenue
Monkey said, 'Red, you've made a man out of me
Now I'm gonna make a monkey out of you
Give me your car keys and give me your watch
Give 'em to me or I'll shoot
I'm gonna put on your brand new Stetson hat
And go to town in your new brown suit.'

Well, run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity, boogity, boogity, boogity)
Run, Red run 'cause he's got your gun
And he's aiming it at your head (boogity)
You better get up and wail
You better move your tail before he fills it full of lead