Curse you, Lewinski. You and your antics have poisoned the name "Monica" for songwriters for at least the next generation. However, it became a laughingstock for us many years before, when I on a later recording foolishly added a few chords to it with a humble yet popular free-reed wind instrument. I didn't make the connection, but my cousin instantly did: The song would from that moment and forevermore become "HAR-monica." It's terribly difficult to sing when you're giggling.
This, too, was recorded in Africa in early 1976; I'm pretty sure that I wrote it some time before leaving Canada, though.