Lyrics:

(M. JaggerK. Richards) I'm a fleabit peanut monkey All my friends are junkies That's not really true I'm a cold Italian pizza I could use a lemon squeezer What you do? But I've been bit and I've been tossed around By every she-rat in this town Have you, babe? Well, I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey woman too I was bitten by a boar I was gouged and I was gored But I pulled on through Yes, I'm a sack of broken eggs I always have an unmade bed Don't you? Well, I hope we're not too messianic Or a trifle too satanic We love to play the blues Well I am just a monkey man I'm glad you are a monkey, monkey woman too, babe I'm a monkey I'm a monkey I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey...