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They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States
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For teaching that man descended from the apes
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They coulda settled that case without a fuss or fight
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If they'd seen me chasin' you, sugar, through the jungle last night
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They'da called in that jury and a one two three said
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Part man, part monkey, definitely
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Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple
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Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil
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Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies
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Dark and driftin' and unsatisfied
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Well hey bartender, tell me whaddaya see
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Part man, part monkey, looks like to me
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Well the night is dark, the moon is full
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The flowers of romance exert their pull
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We talk awhile, my fingers slip
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I'm hard and crackling like a whip
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Well did God make man in a breath of holy fire
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Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire
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Well the man on the street believes what the bible tells him so
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Well you can ask me, mister, because I know
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Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see
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Part man, part monkey, baby that's me
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PART MAN PART MONKEY
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Bruce Springsteen |