Текст песни Robbie Williams - Me And My Monkey
Robbie Williams - Me And My Monkey слова песни
It was me and mymonkeyHim with his dungarees and rollerbladesSmoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of mysupercharged jet black ChevroletHe had the soft top down He liked the wind in his faceHe said Son, you ever been to Vegas? I said Nohe said Thats where were gonna go, you need achange of placeAnd when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and theneon signs he said I left my wallet in El Segundo and proceeded to taketwo grand of mineWe made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel Asked the bell boy if hed take me and my monkey as wellHe looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile hesaidIf your monkeys got that kind of money sir, and wevegot a monkey bedMe and monkey With a dream and a gunHoping my monkeyDont point that gun at anyoneMe and monkey Like Butch and the Sundance KidTrying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he didAnd at the elevator I hit the 33rd floorHe had a room up top with a panoramic view its like nothingyouve ever seen beforeHe went to sleep in the bidet and when he awokeHe ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages Called up escort services and ordered some oki dokeForty minutes later there came a knock at the doorIn walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkeywhores Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palmwith silver baby oh yeah and theyll rock your worldSo I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gunWas sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithiumThere came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine Whats up? - You better get your ass inhere boy your monkey is having too much of a good timeMe and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyDont point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Like Billy the KidTrying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he didGot tickets to see Sheena EastonThe monkey was highSaid it was a burning ambition to see her before he diedWe left before encoresHe couldnt sit still Sheena was a blast babyBut my monkey was illWhen I played black jack Kept hittin 23Couldnt help but notice this Mexican just staring at meOr was it my monkeyI couldnt be sureIts not like youve never seen a monkey inrollerblades and dungarees before Now dont test my patience cause were not about to runThats a bad-ass monkey boy and hes packing a gunMy name is Rodriguez he says with death in his eyeIve been chasing you for a long time amigosAnd now your monkey is gonna dieMe and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyWe dont wanna kill no Mexican But we got ten itchy fingers One thing to declareWhen the monkey is highYou do not stare You do not stareYou do not stareLooks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boyAnd I aint about to run Put your gun down boy How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow