It was me and mymonkey
Him with his dungarees and rollerblades
Smoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of mysupercharged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft top down
He liked the wind in his face
He said Son, you ever been to Vegas? I said Nohe said Thats where were gonna go, you need achange of place
And when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and theneon signs he said
I left my wallet in El Segundo and proceeded to taketwo grand of mine
We made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel
Asked the bell boy if hed take me and my monkey as well
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile hesaid
If your monkeys got that kind of money sir, and wevegot a monkey bed
Me and monkey
With a dream and a gun
Hoping my monkey
Dont point that gun at anyone
Me and monkey
Like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Trying to understand
Why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
And at the elevator I hit the 33rd floor
He had a room up top with a panoramic view its like nothingyouve ever seen before
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages
Called up escort services and ordered some oki doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
In walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkeywhores
Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palmwith silver baby oh yeah and theyll rock your world
So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
There came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine
Whats up? - You better get your ass inhere boy your monkey is having too much of a good time
Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
Dont point that gun at anyone
Me and my monkey
Like Billy the Kid
Trying to understand
Why he did what he did
Why he did what he did
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 couldnt sit still
Sheena was a blast baby
But my monkey was ill
When I played black jack
Kept hittin 23
Couldnt help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey
I couldnt be sure
Its not like youve never seen a monkey inrollerblades and dungarees before
Now dont test my patience cause were not about to run
Thats a bad-ass monkey boy and hes packing a gun
My name is Rodriguez he says with death in his eye
Ive been chasing you for a long time amigos
And now your monkey is gonna die
Me and my monkey
Drove in search of the sun
Me and my monkey
We dont wanna kill no Mexican
But we got ten itchy fingers
One thing to declare
When the monkey is high
You do not stare
You do not stare
You do not stare
Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I aint about to run
Put your gun down boy
How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow
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