Monkey Man (originally by the Rolling Stones) – Gov’t Mule

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
Would you do?

But I’ve been bit and I’ve been tossed around
By every she-rat in this town
How about you, babe?

Well, I am just a monkey man
I’m glad that you’re a monkey woman too

I was bitten by a boar
I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled on through

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 to see you’re a monkey woman too

I’m a monkey!
I’m a monkey!
I’m a monkey! I’m a monkey!
I’m a monkey man!

I’m a monkey!
I’m a monkey monkey monkey monkey monkey!
I’m a monkey!