Sukie honey we're gonna turn back the clock. To a time when we danced to volcanic rock. We loved to hunt and kill. That's how we used to be. We drank the blood we spilled. And growled at our enemies. Where were you when the monkey hit the fan. Thrill my gorilla. Where were you when monkey turned to man. Thrill my gorilla. Sukie honey weren't you right there with me. I seem to remember chasing you from tree to tree. Those prehistoric nights are coming back to me. We must have been the first. To go down in history. Where were you when the monkey hit the fan. Thrill my gorilla. Where were you when monkey turned to man. Thrill my gorilla. We lay on our skins original sins. Ah ah ah ah yeah. We touch we feel. We scream we squeal. Thrill my gorilla. Thrill my gorilla. Where were you when the monkey hit the fan. Thrill my gorilla. Where were you when monkey turned to man. Thrill my gorilla.