Hey, you in the black leather boots
Hey, I'm talkin to you
Hey, you with the dark brown roots
Hey, I'm talkin to you
If I take you out, I'll be a gentleman, I'll keep my hands to myself
We'll do what you want to do
I sometimes wonder
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Hey, little person behind the book
Hey, I'm talkin to you
Hey, give me one little smile or a look
There's a lot of things we can do
If I take you out, I'll pick you up in my car, I'll pay for everything
We'll go where you want to go
I sometimes wonder
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Hey, Mrs Drawer of snakes and of fish
Hey, I'm talkin to you
Hey, grant me one little dream or a wish
Hey, I'm talkin to you
And I sometimes wonder
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
Monica, where are you? Monica, do you think of me at all?
I sometimes wonder...