Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Someplace by Rahway they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered said "Boy, you didn't
think this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed "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 face down in a field
The monkey man was on the river using Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not by Tweeter's curl
I knew him long before he ever became a girl"

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Now the of Jersey City is quieting down 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 ain't no opportunity here, everything's been done
I think of Tweeter, sometime I think of Jan
Sometime I don't think about nothing but the Man

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