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BmIt was me and my monkey
EmHim with his dungarees and rollerblades
ASmoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my
supercharged jet black BmChevrolet
He had the soft top down
He lEmiked the wind in his face
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'No' he said 'BmThat's
where we're gonna go, you need a change of place'
And when we hit the strip with all the wedding cEmhapels and the neon
signs he said
'I left my wallet in El Segundo' and pBmroceeded to take two grand of
mine
We made tracks to the Mandalay EmBay hotel A
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me Bmand my monkey as wellA
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and Emwith a smile he said
A'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, and we've got a monkey
Bmbed'
BmMe and monkey
EmWith a dream and a gun
AHoping my monkey
Don't pBmoint that gun at anyone
Me and monkey
Like ButchEm and the Sundance Kid
ATrying to undeBmrstand
Why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
BmAnd at the elevator I hEmit the 33rd floor
He had a room up top with a panoramic view it's like nothing you've
Bmever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet anEmd when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages
Called up escort sBmervices and ordered some oki doke
Forty minutes later there Emcame a knock at the door
In walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey
whorBmes
'Hi, my name is Sunshine.Em These are my girls. Lace my palm with
silver baby oh yeah and they'll rock your world'
ASo I watched pay per view and polished mBmy shoes and my guAn
Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing abBmout lithAium
There came and knocked at the door and in walkeBmd SunshAine
'What's up?' - 'You better get your ass in here boy your monkey is
having too much of a good Bmtime'
BmMe and my monkey
EmDrove in search of the sun
AMe and my monkey
Don'tBm point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like BEmilly the Kid
ATrying to uBmnderstand
Why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
(no chords)
Got tickets to see Sheena Easton
The monkey was high
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores
He couldn't sit still
Sheena was a blast baby
But my monkey was ill
When I played black jack
Kept hittin' 23
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey
I couldn't be sure
It's not like you've never seen a monkey in rollerblades and
dungarees before
ANow don't test my patience causBme we're not aAbout to run
That's a bad-ass monkey boy aBmnd he's packinAg a gun
'My name is Rodriguez' he says wBmith death in hiAs eye
'I've been chasing you for a longBm time aAmigos
And now your monkey is gonnBma die'
BmMe and my monkey
EmDrove in search of the sun
AMe and my monkey
WeBm don't wanna kill no Mexican
But we got ten itchy fingers Em
One thing to declare
AWhen the monkey isBm high
You do not stare Em
You do not stare
You do not stare
BmLooks like we got ourselves a MexicEman stand off here boy
AAnd I ain't about to run
Put your gun down boy
How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkBmey anyhow
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