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Yeah
Well I'd like to thank everybody
All the good looking people at my record label
At last I feel I am one of the beautiful
Standing up here at the podium holding this fabulous statuette
I feel like a god
But I still got a problem paying the rent
Got the blues again
Gonna dial it way back to the start
Go along, I'm deep and coming straight from the heart
Yes, I'm here to bitch, complain, and moan
'Cause I heard it before, I seen it before
Did it before, now leave it alone
Leave it alone
Oh, come on
I got your bottle, baby
Feeling dead
I'm on monkey, mama
Split your mind
This monkey wine is crazy
Drink from my bottle, baby
Every day old is new, considered hip again
Rotting fruit can make an appetizing trend
But midnight hour, some of you might feel pretty sick
Better jump back, baby, check yourself
Hide the mirrors real quick
Jump back
I got your bottle, baby
I got your monkey dead
All right
Yeah
Who makes the monkeys?
Who turns man into beast?
Who wants to go ape?
Leave it alone
I got your bottle, baby
Feeling dead
I'm on a monkey, mama
I'm gonna split your mind
This monkey wine is crazy
Drink up now, come on, baby
Take a drink from this bottle right now
Or get the fuck off the stage