Hey, little girl in the high school sweater
Gee, but I'd like to know you better
Just a-swingin' your books and chewin' gum
Lookin' just like a juicy plum
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, little girl

Hey, little girl in the black silk stockin's
Gee, but you got

There's a place right across town, whenever you're ready
Where people gather 'round, whenever they're ready
And then the music begins to play
You feel a groove comin' on its way
Are you ready (are you ready)
Well, you get yours, cause-a I got mine
For the Monkey Time (Mon

Walking through the park, it wasn't quite dark
There was a man sitting on a bench
Out of the crowd as his head lowly bowed
He just moaned and he made no sense
He'd just go
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