let the monkey drive
sparks
we're driving north on highway 1
pacific ocean on our left hand side
tough sata barbara's on our mind
our love can't wait till after nine
'can't we let the monkey drive?'
he's passing cars and passing trucks
and swigs some coffee from starbucks
and in the backseat everything is fine
he never pries in our affairs
and we three are enjoying our long ride
it's the monkey's car and he hates to share
keep our love alive on highway 1
he works off some hostility
toward drivers who might cut him off or slide
i think his license has expired
he seems to be a little wired
he has some trouble staying on our side
but you and me are doing fine
we couldn't wait till after nine
our love is way too strong
he hits the brakes a couple times
but everything is superfine
i'm glad the monkey asked to come along
it's the monkey's car and he hates to share
it's the monkey's car and he hates to share