Jazz Gillum (extra verses by Steve Wells in italics)
Well it looks like a dog, and it ain’t no cat,
I’m start(in’) to wonder what the world is at,
Is that a monkey you got?
Is that a monkey you got?
If that’s a monkey you got it’s the ugliest thing in town.
Well it’s feets is red and it’s head is brown,
It’s the ugliest thing that ever walked on the ground,
Is that a monkey you got?
Is that a monkey you got?
If that’s a monkey you got it’s the ugliest thing in town.
You invite me round to your house I don’t know why you did,
When I cone round you always keep him hid,
Is that a monkey you got?
Is that a monkey you got?
If that’s a monkey you got it’s the ugliest thing in town.
Well you keep him hid, and in the house,
You must thing he’d scare people if you let him go out,
Is that a monkey you got?
Is that a monkey you got?
If that’s a monkey you got it’s the ugliest thing in town.
Well it ain’t too bright, knuckles down to the ground,
If there’s something on the floor he’s handy to have around,
Is that a monkey you got?
Is that a monkey you got?
If that’s a monkey you got it’s the ugliest thing in town.