Tom: Bm Intro: Bm Em A Bm (2x) Bm It was me and my monkey Em Him with his dungarees and rollerblades A Smoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my Bm supercharged jet black Chevrolet He had the soft top down Em He liked the wind in his face Bm He said ?Son, you ever been to Vegas?? I said ?No? he said ?That?s where we?re gonna go, you need a change of place? Em And when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs he said Bm ?I left my wallet in El Segundo? and proceeded to take two grand of mine Em A We made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel Bm A Asked the bell boy if he?d take me and my monkey as well Em He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said A ?If your monkey?s got that kind of money sir, and we?ve got a monkey Bm bed? Chorus: Bm Me and monkey Em With a dream and a gun A Hoping my monkey Bm Don?t point that gun at anyone Me and monkey Em Like Butch and the Sundance Kid A Bm Trying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he did Bm Em And at the elevator I hit the 33rd floor He had a room up top with a panoramic view it?s like nothing you?ve Bm ever seen before Em He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke He ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages Bm Called up escort services and ordered some oki doke Em Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door In walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey Bm whores Em ?Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palm with silver baby oh yeah and they?ll rock your world? A Bm A So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun Bm A Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithium Bm A There came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine ?What?s up?? - ?You better get your ass in here boy your monkey is Bm having too much of a good time? Chorus: Bm Me and my monkey Em Drove in search of the sun A Me and my monkey Bm Don?t point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Em Like Billy the Kid A Bm Trying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he did (no chords) Got tickets to see Sheena Easton The monkey was high Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died We left before encores He couldn?t sit still Sheena was a blast baby But my monkey was ill When I played black jack Kept hittin? 23 Couldn?t help but notice this Mexican just staring at me Or was it my monkey I couldn?t be sure It?s not like you?ve never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before A Bm A Now don?t test my patience cause we?re not about to run Bm A That?s a bad-ass monkey boy and he?s packing a gun Bm A ?My name is Rodriguez? he says with death in his eye Bm A ?I?ve been chasing you for a long time amigos Bm And now your monkey is gonna die? Bm Me and my monkey Em Drove in search of the sun A Me and my monkey Bm We don?t wanna kill no Mexican Em But we got ten itchy fingers One thing to declare A Bm When the monkey is high Em You do not stare You do not stare You do not stare Bm Em Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy A And I ain?t about to run Put your gun down boy Bm How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow
