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 reasons unexplained she the Monkey Man

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

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

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

It was out on thunder - Tweeter at the wheel
They into paradise - they could hear them tires squeal
The cop pulled 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 behind
took his gun away and messed up his mind
The undercover cop was left tied up to a
Near the souvenir stand by the old abandoned

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the thing personal
He didn't about the loot
Jan had told him many times it was you to me who
In anything's legal as long 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
that this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed "There's someplace I gotta go"
She a gun out of the drawer and said "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 fooled by Tweeter's
I knew him before he ever became a Jersey girl"

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

I guess I'll to to Florida and get myself 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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