Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

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

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

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And the walls down all the way to hell
Never saw them when they're
Never saw them they 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 Bill
She made calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill

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

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An ambulance up - a state trooper close behind
Tweeter took his gun and messed up his mind
The cop was left 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 personal
He didn't care the loot
Jan had told him many it was you to me who taught
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 cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't
think that could last"
Jan out of bed said "There's someplace I gotta go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you know"

The undercover cop was found down in a field
The man was on the river bridge using Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeter's
I knew him long before he ever a Jersey girl"

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

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

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