Sonny’s gotta habit,
Sonny’s gotta jones,
Sonny’s gotta monkey on his back and it’s a heavy load,
When the monkey gets hungry Sonny walks the cold streets looking for some prey so his monkey can eat.
He finds an old lady who’s helpless and frail he snatches her purse and kicks her to the rail,
He runs away to open his goods and find he as just enough money to make the monkey mine,
He goes to the pet store where the food is found, he says hurry to the dealer my monkeys coming down,
He rows up his sleeve to expose his pet and it’s nothing but an armful of needle tracks.