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| 1. |
| 3:26 | 
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You can't imagine so many monkeys in the daily mail
All of them coming anonymously so they leave no trail I never thought I'd have an admirer from overseas But someone is sending me stationary filled with chimpanzees Some chimps in swimsuits, some chimps are swinging from a vine Some chimps in jackboots, some chimps that wish they could be mine Starsky and Hutch chimps, a chimp who's sitting on the can A pair of Dutch chimps who send their love from Amsterdam Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me If I had to guess, I'd say the monkey-sender thinks it's great He's sending me, maybe she's sending me just to see me get irate I'm losing sleep—and it's gonna be keeping me up all night I thought it was funny, but now I've got money on a monkey fight Some chimps in hard hats, chimps a-working on a chain gang Some chimps who love cats, burning rubber in a Mustang A birthday-wishing chimp, a chimp in black like a goth A goin' fishin' chimp, a British chimp in the bath Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me Somehow they followed me even though I packed and moved my home No matter what, they come and they come they won't leave me alone Another monkey in the mail could make me lose my mind But look at me shuffling through the stack until I finally find Some chimps in swimsuits Some chimps in Jackboots Some chimps in hard hats Some chimps who love cats I've got some shaved chimps; that's chimps devoid of any hair I've got depraved chimps dressed up in women's underwear Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me Every one is every one is every one is addressed to me Another postcard with chimpanzees And every one is addressed to me |
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| 2. |
| 3:59 |
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CHORUS (x2):
You can always get it right next time, next time You can always get it right next time You can count on me to mess it up You can count on me to let you down again And in time you'll see that I'm your only friend CHORUS (x2) Comfort in community obliterated Given opportunity I hesitated Even my humility's humiliated CHORUS (x2) Next time, next time When you die they make a list of every love you never kissed Of each regret and each mistake Every choice you'll fail to make Oh well... Oh well... Oh well... It's a shame I have to wait until the ending Everything I've yet to break is surely bending Every vow I ever take is just pretending That this mess I make is worth defending CHORUS |
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