What Makes The Money Dance? Lyrics - Chuck Prophet

What makes the monkey dance? (repeat) 

Birds and bees, chimpanzees 

Buzzing round my head, swinging from trees 

She's a deep dish pie - a precious flower 

Wrapped like candy, primped and powdered 

While the creepers creep and the willows weep 

In the dead of the night I'm counting sheep 

All night long I toss and turn 

I wonder what it's gonna take to learn 

What makes the monkey dance (repeat) 

We got brand new drugs for the same old blues 

Satellites peaking into your room 

A machine to tell me if your lying 

sheep for cloning - eggs for frying 

I can meet for lunch with the man on the moon 

Do almost anything I want to do 

Makes no difference where you go 

Everybody's got a theory but nobody knows 

What makes the monkey dance? (repeat) 

I've peaked through keyholes on my knees 

for clues to life's mysteries 

From day time soaps to late-night cable 

Round the corner - under the table 

I'm looking for a love that can't be named 

Looking for a love than knows no shame 

Big or round, short or tall 

I got to get it or nothing at all 

What makes the monkey dance? (repeat)