Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

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

Tweeter was a boy scout she went to Vietnam
And found out the hard way nobody gives a
They that they found freedom just across the Jersey Line
So they hopped into a car took Highway 99

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

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

It was out on thunder - Tweeter at the wheel
They crashed into paradise - could hear them tires squeal
The cop pulled up and said "Everyone of you's a liar
If you surrender now it's gonna go down to the wire

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

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the thing personal
He care about the loot
Jan had him many times it was you to me who taught
In Jersey anything's legal as long as you get caught

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by Rahway prison they ran out of gas
The cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't
think this could last"
Jan out of bed said "There's someplace 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 river bridge Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeter's
I knew him before he ever became a Jersey girl"

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

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

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