9 out of 11 ain't bad

My brother and I wrote this on impulse. I was messing around on my violin and he was messing around on his guitar and mandolin, and we started playing it. Then I started singing random words...lol yeah, it's scary that these are the words that first came into my head, huh?

Anyway, here it is. It's a sort of latin, chunky, upbeat melody, similar to the children's song: "Down on the Banks of the Hanky-panky where the bull-frog jumps from bank to banky" etc. So yeah.

That guy is looking for a chicky chicky
and he's not gonna be too picky picky
'cause he's got hair growing out of his nose
and a stench that follows him wherever he goes.

The clock on the shelf goes ticky-tocky
and he's wishing that he had a walky-talky
'cause he doesn't have her cell phone number
and so he cannot call her

What can I say? Anyway, you're supposed to sing it wiht a sort of Spanish accent, like 'That guy eez luking for a cheeck-ee cheeck-ee"

It seems short, but there's a long instrumental section after that.