Who is that monkey sat there?
What does he want?
Who is he with?
Why is he scratching his bum
Does he have some kind of itch?
No, Monkey, no!
No, I won't give you an inch
You'd take a mile
I can see it in your cheeky smile
And I know you would switch
Your allegiances in the end
Deceitful little monkey
I don't trust you at all
