Driving thirty miles...smelling a stain,
Just to hear you complain about the stinging pain,
Stick your head out the window just to catch your breathe,
Gagging and puking that smell is enough,

Now something smells funky!
I haven't been able to cry,
Now something smells funky,
So baby wipe off that smile.

Got me to a puking, gotta' get me a new fart alarm,
Shot by a silent one...you're some kind of ground hog,
I ought to lock you in a barn,
Doing your best..rockin' back and forth,
You think that's just fine,
When you ain't really looking,
I'm going to knock you up side your head this time!

Well something smells funky!
I think it's starting to sting my eyes,
You're so funky,
So don't try it this time!

You know ever gal is about to knock their man out,
You may think it's funny...you may think you're just being a clown!

(solo guitar playing here)

Now let me figure this one out as a rhyme,
Have you ever noticed when he comes in with his buddies....something isn't all right?
And you watch him fall flat of hs back...scaring the hell out of you...you almost die of fright,
Then you think, " What I'm I going to do? "
So then you hear something that sounds like a loud KA-BOOM!!

Now something smells funky!
He knows this is his last chance,
He's missed craping his pants this time,
Now he's funky! And maybe...no he's smiling,

Well something smells funky,
This is the last straw, he blew his shoes off this time,
Now he's funky...and bbbaaabbyyy...wipe off that ssssmmillleee...
(You're not funny...)