LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ian Kenny

Verse:
Been waiting for months on end now,
Waiting for this special day.
Only one more hour on this sorry job,
How much less can I be paid?
I’ll pick you up, 5:30 sharp.
Put on your best cut offs.
I’ve got the Ram gassed up with fuel,
Bagged ice and a feeding trough.

Chorus:
Come one, come all,
And bring your best,
To the greatest party ever held.
Trucks, and mud, and lots of beer,
At the Stinky Cheeky Monkey Fest.

Boots are wearing,
Flagpole waving,
Ball caps, low-cut tees,
Mason jars, White Lighting,
No cover charge, just free.

Verse:
Girl, I’ve got you signed up.
Your body knows no bounds.
Country born and country bred,
From your hat right to the ground.
A thousand trucks and girls galore,
You’re the cutest one on this scene.
Let’s go and get you crowned,
The Stinky Cheeky Monkey Queen.

Chorus:
Come one, come all
And bring your best,
To the greatest part ever held.
Trucks, and mud, and lots of beer,
At the Stinky Cheeky Monkey Fest.

Boots are wearing,
Flagpole waving,
Ball caps, low-cut tees,
Mason jars, White Lighting,
No cover charge, just free.

Chorus:
Come one, come all
And bring your best,
To the greatest part ever held.
Trucks, and mud, and lots of beer,
At the Stinky Cheeky Monkey Fest.

Boots are wearing,
Flagpole waving,
Ball caps, low-cut tees,
Mason jars, White Lighting,
No cover charge, just free.

Outro:
I love me some Stinky Cheeky Monkey.
Hell, yeah that Ram’s gotta Hemi.
Come on girl, let’s go get our mud on.
My baby’s the queen ya’ll,
Yeah buddy.
Stinky……..Cheeky Monkey.

Lyrics By: Kenny Proske