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C
There was me and my monkey
F Bb
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
As
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
C F
He had the soft-top down he liked the wind in his face
Bb
He said "son you ever been to Vegas?" I said "no"
As
He said "that’s where we’re gonna go you need a change of pace"
C F
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
Bb As
He said "I left my wallet in El Segondo" and proceeded to take two grand of mine
Bb As
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Bb As
Asked the bell boy if he’d take me and my monkey as well?
Bb As
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
Bb G7sus4 G
"If your monkey’s got that kind of money sir, then we’ve got a monkey bed!"
C
Me and my monkey
F
With a dream and a gun
Bb As
I’m hoping my monkey don’t point that gun at anyone
C
Me and my monkey
F
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Bb As
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
C F
We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
Bb As
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you’d ever seen before
C F
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
Bb
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
As
Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke
C F
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
Bb As
In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
C F
"Hi! my name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Bb As
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah they’ll rock your world"
Bb As
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Bb As
Was diggin’ old Kurt Cobain singing ’bout lithium
Bb As
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine
Bb G7sus4 G
"What’s up? you’d better get your ass in here boy, your monkey’s having too much of a good time!"
C
Me and my monkey
F
Drove in search of the sun
Bb
Me and my monkey
As
Don’t point that gun at anyone
C
Me and my monkey
F
Like Billy The Kid
Bb As
Trying to understand why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
C F
Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Bb As
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
C F
We left before encores, he couldn’t sit still
Bb As
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
C F
We went to play black-jack kept hitting twenty three
Bb As
Couldn’t help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
C F
Or was it my monkey? I couldn’t be sure
Bb As
It’s not like you’d never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before
Bb As
Now don’t test my patience ‘cause we’re not about to run
Bb As
That’s a bad ass monkey boy and he’s packing a gun
Bb As
"My name is Rodriguez", he says with death in his eye
Bb G7sus4 G
"I’ve been chasing you for a long time amigos and now your monkey’s gonna die!"
C
Me and my monkey
F
Drove in search of the sun
Bb
Now me and my monkey
As
We don’t wanna kill no Mexican
But we’ve got
C F
Ten itchy fingers, one thing to declare
Bb
When the monkey is high
As c f
You do not stare, you do not staaaare ..
Bb As
You do not stare
C
Look’s like we’ve got ourselves a Mexican stand-off here boy
F
And I ain’t about to run
Bb
Put your gun down boy
As
How’d I get mixed up with this ***in’ monkey anyhow
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