Luyện nghe bài hát There Was Me And My Monkey

It was me and my
And his dungarees and roller blades
Smoking tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super charged jet Chevrolet
He had the top down
He the wind in his face
He said son you ever been to Vegas I no
He said that's we're gonna go
You need a change of
And when we hit the strip all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said I left my in El Segondo and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We make tracks to the Mandalay Bay
the bell boy if he take me and my monkey as well
He in the passenger seat of my car
And with a he said
If monkey's got that kind of money sir
Then got a monkey bed

Me and my
With a and a gun
I'm hoping my monkey don't that gun at anyone
Me and my
Like butch and the kid
Trying to understand why he did he did
Why he did he did

We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd
We had a room up top with the paronama views like you'd ever seen before
He to sleep in the bidest
And he awoke
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow
Called up some escort services and ordered some doke
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the
In walked this big bad ass baboom into my bedroom with three monkey
Hi, my is Sunshine, these are my girls
Lace my palm silver baby and oh yeah
They'll rock your
So I pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun
Was diggin' on Kurt singing about lithium
There came a knock at the door and in walked
What's up you'd better get your ass in boy
Your monkey's having too of a good time

Me and my
in search of the sun
Me and my
Don't point that gun at
Me and my
Like the Kid
to understand why he did what he did
Why he did he did

Got tickets to see Easton
The was high
Said it was a burning to see her before he died
We left before encores he sit still
Sheena was a baby but my monkey was ill
We went to play kept hitting twenty three
Couldn't help but this Mexican just staring at me
Or was it my I couldn't be sure
It's not like you'd never seen a in rollerblades and dungarees before
Now don't test my patience we're not about to run
That's a bad ass monkey boy and packing a gun
My is Rodrigue he says with death in his eye
I've been chasing you for long time
And now your monkey's die

Me and my
in search of the sun
Now me and my
We don't kill no Mexican
But got
Ten itchy fingers one thing to
the monkey is high
You do not stare you do not
You do not

Looks we've got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy
And I about to run
Put gun down boy
How'd I get mixed up with this monkey anyhow