Your Monkey Won’t Be Home Tonight Buck Owens

[Verse 1]
You treat me just as if I were a monkey in a cage
Your friends all think it's clever, they think it's the latest rage
They point at me behind my back, and say now ain't that cute
But when you get home tonight you'll find your monkeys flew the coop

[Chorus]
And I'll be, walking the dog, living high on the hog
Blowing, going, roaring every night
You'll find me, strutting my stuff, yes, I'll be cutting a rug
Don't wait up 'cause your monkey won't be home tonight

[Verse 2]
Whatever suits you fancy is why you think I should do
Jump up and down, turn round and round, and then jump through the hook
But I should swing from limb to limb so everyone can see
Well I may do some swinging but it won't be from a tree

[Chorus]
And I'll be, walking the dog, living high on the hog
Blowing, going, roaring every night
You'll find me, strutting my stuff, yes, I'll be cutting a rug
Don't wait up 'cause your monkey won't be home tonight
Don't wait up cause your monkey won't be home tonight