Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the Monkey Man were up for cash
They stayed up all selling cocaine and hash
To an cop who had a sister named Jan
For reasons unexplained she the Monkey Man

Tweeter was a boy scout she went to Vietnam
And found out the hard way gives a damn
They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey
So they hopped a stolen car took Highway 99

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And the walls down all the way to hell
Never saw when they're standing
Never saw them when they

The cop never liked the Monkey Man
back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at to a rackateer named Bill
She made secret calls to the Man from a mansion on the hill

It was out on thunder road - at the wheel
crashed into paradise - they could hear them tires squeal
The undercover cop up and said "Everyone of you's a liar
If you don't surrender now gonna go down to the wire

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An ambulance rolled up - a state trooper close
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his
The undercover cop was left tied up to a
Near the stand by the old abandoned factory

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the whole personal
He care about the loot
Jan had told him many times it was you to me who
In Jersey anything's legal as long as you don't get

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Someplace by prison they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered them said "Boy, you
think this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's I gotta go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and "It's best if you dont' know"

The undercover cop was found down in a field
The monkey man was on the bridge using Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by curl
I knew him long he ever became a Jersey girl"

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Now the town of Jersey City is quieting again
I'm sitting in a gambling club the Lion's Den
The TV set blown up, every bit of it is gone
Ever since the news show that the Monkey Man was on

I I'll to to Florida and get myself some sun
There no more opportunity here, everything's been done
Sometime I think of Tweeter, I think of Jan
Sometime I don't think about nothing but the Man

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