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(L-O-V-E) FOUR LETTER WORD
99 Pounds
by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
Here we come,
Walking down the street,
We get the funniest looks from
Everyone we meet.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees,
And people say we monkey around,
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.
We go wherever we want to,
Do what we like to do,
We don't have time to get restless,
There's always something new.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees,
And people say we monkey around,
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.
We're just trying to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
We're the young generation
And we've got something to say.
Oh...
Anytime,
Or anywhere,
Just look over your shoulder,
Guess who'll be standing there.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees,
And people say we monkey around,
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.
SOLO
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees,
And people say we monkey around,
But we're too busy singing
To put anybody down.
We're just trying to be friendly,
Come and watch us sing and play,
We're the young generation
And we've got something to say.
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees...
Hey, hey, we're the Monkees...
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