What Makes the Money Dance?

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)