Luyện nghe bài hát There Was Me And My Monkey

It was me and my
And with his dungarees and blades
filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super charged jet black
He had the top down
He the wind in his face
He said son you been to Vegas I said no
He said that's where gonna go
You a change of pace
And when we hit the with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He I left my wallet in El Segondo and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We make tracks to the Bay Hotel
Asked the boy if he take me and my monkey as well
He looked in the passenger of my car
And a smile he said
If your monkey's got that kind of sir
Then got a monkey bed

Me and my
a dream and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey point that gun at anyone
Me and my
butch and the sundance kid
Trying to understand why he did he did
Why he did he did

We got the elevator, I hit the floor
We had a room up top with the paronama views nothing you'd ever seen before
He went to in the bidest
And when he
He ran his monkey fingers through yellow pages
up some escort services and ordered some okey doke
Forty minutes there came a knock at the door
In walked this big bad ass baboom into my bedroom with monkey whores
Hi, my is Sunshine, these are my girls
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh
They'll rock world
So I watched pay per view and my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' on Kurt singing about lithium
There came a knock at the and in walked Sunshine
What's up you'd get your ass in here boy
monkey's having too much of a good time

Me and my
Drove in of the sun
Me and my
Don't that gun at anyone
Me and my
Like the Kid
to understand why he did what he did
Why he did he did

Got to see Sheena Easton
The was high
Said it was a ambition to see her before he died
We left before encores he couldn't sit
was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
We to play blackjack kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my monkey I couldn't be
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees
Now don't test my patience cause not about to run
That's a bad ass boy and he's packing a gun
My name is Rodrigue he with death in his eye
I've been you for long time amigos
And now your monkey's die

Me and my
Drove in of the sun
Now me and my
We don't kill no Mexican
But got
Ten fingers one thing to declare
the monkey is high
You do not you do not stare
You do not

like we've got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I ain't to run
Put gun down boy
How'd I get mixed up with this fuckin' anyhow