I see him when I'm dreamingnHis teeth are white and barenHe's riding on a stallionnThe wind is in his hairnIf he were made of chinanHe's have a special standnBeside my china poniesnI love the monkey mannnI wake up every morningnAnd smell his golden hairnHe stands outside my windownAnd watches me with carenHe smiles at all my poniesnAnd dances when he cannI'll look for him tomorrownI love the monkey mannnMonkey MannMonkey MannMonkey MannMonkey Man