And if you ever need a wedding band I'll get my hat slip into my shoes And tune all the strings of the balalaika Exactly like you told me Stand in front of their tree and Play every song i know And if you ever need a wedding band I will get some help from my jungle friends The cymbally sound of the monkeys and me My heart on the ground right next to me Stand in front of their tree and play Every song the monkeys know And if you ever need a wedding band I'll scrap my power i'll strum all my bells The beats knit strongly leading the couples astray Guitars like a fool my voice won't obey Standing chest-high in the hay Playing every song completely wrong If that don't work i'll show my tits Smash the whole chateau to bits If that don't work i'll show my tits again