Well, I finally found those lyrics I was looking for, so any of you who thought the song sounded amusing, here it is:

YOUR MONKEY'S GOT HIS BALLS....


Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
He's sitting there just like a missing link
He's got his ruddy ass
Planted firmly in my glass
Makes it quite impossible to drink

Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
You'd have thought a glass as thin as 'tis would burst
He's just sitting there
Nonchalant and debonair
And there's no way for me to quench my bleedin' thirst

Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
See me lemon rind is twined about his tail
But I've got good cause to grieve
'Cause if he won't get up and leave
God forbid I'd have to switch to beer or ale

Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
He's sitting there just like a bishop on his throne
And I'll swear or I'll be blest
He'll calcify his testes
He will pickle them until they turn to stone

Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
How I hate to see a good drink go to waste
It's been an hour more or less
And I really must confess
I'm concerned that it might modify the taste

Your monkey's got his balls in my martini
He'll have to leave sometime but who knows when
Perhaps when Nature calls
He'll remove his ruddy balls
And I can start my serious drinking, (yes that's what I've been thinking,)
I can start my serious drinking after all.


Enjoy.. I do.

-Jessica