“STINK BAIT”

Words and Music by Alan Harkrader

About the Song:

Linda Mottley and I had a conversation about Stink Bait. Her mom wouldn't let her dad back in the house after he'd been fishing with it. I can remember the effect of the smell from when I was a kid.

Lyrics:

I’m goin fishin got a lead weight. I’m goin fishin got a bobber too

I done oiled my rig and changed my line I can catch a bigger fish now in half the time

But the main reason why I can’t wait, I got stink bait

I’m goin fishin got a new pole There’s some big ones waitin in that old fishin’ hole

I got wadin boots that go hip high

Got my fishin hat to shade the sun from my eye

But the main reason why I can’t wait, I got stink bait

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I got stink bait ooee, it’ll tip the scales on your olfactory

I got stink bait, it’ll burn your eyes

Make you wish your nose was half it’s size

SOLO

When I catch ‘em all I’m gonna haul ‘em home

Call my hungry buddies on the telephone

Tell ‘em that I’m havin a fish fry, that I caught all the big ones in the lake

They’ll know I’m talking straight, they know I got stink bait

Now the little woman don’t like my stink bait, she thinks that it’s gross

And before she’ll let me back in the house, I got to go out to the shed

Scrub from toe to head, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to burn my clothes

I got stink bait ooee, it’ll tip the scales on your olfactory

I got stink bait, it’ll burn your eyes, make you wish your nose was a smaller size

Got stink bait, you can smell me coming a mile down the road, it’s louder that the drummer

I got stink bait, it’s social suicide, the fish can’t resist it, but neither can the flies

I got stink bait, it’s a wonder that they sell it, it’s not a chick magnet in fact, it’s a repellant

Stink bait, it’s got a HAZMAT designation, it’s the foulest smellin stuff since the dawn of creation

You know it comes with a low hanging cloud, permeates your skin, probably could be a secret weapon