
		Me And My Mokey
!		(R. Williams/G. Chambers)

!		Fanfares <Cm Fm Bb Ab>
!		!!!the main chords in this song are: <Cm Fm Bb Ab>
!		(just repeat this chords: <Cm Fm Bb Ab>)
		There was me and and my monkey
		And with his dungarees and roller blades
		smoking fliter tips
		Reclining in the passenger seat of my
		super-charged jet black Chevrolet
		He had the soft-top down he liked the wind in his face
		He said "Son you ever been to Vegas?" I said "No"
		He said "That's where where we're gonna go you need a
		change of pace"
		And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels
		and the neon signs
		He said "I left my wallet in El Segondo" and
		proceeded to take two grand of mine
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		We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
>		Gm
		Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my
>		Fm
		monkey as well?
>		Gm
		He looked in the passenger seat of my car and
>		           Fm
		with a smile he said
>		Gm
		"If your monkey's got that kind of money sir,
>		          G
		then we've got a monkey bed!"
!		(repeat: <Cm Fm Bb Ab>)
		Me and my monkey
		With a dream and a gun
		I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
		Me and my monkey
		Like Butch and Sundance Kid
		Trying to understand why he did what he did
		Why he did what he did
		We got the eleveator, I hit the 33rd floor
		We had a room up top with panoramic views
		like nothing you'd ever seen before
		He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
		He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
		Called up some escort services and ordered
		some okey doke
		Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
		In walked this big bad ass baboon into my bedroom
		With three monkeys whores
		"Hi! My name is Sunshine - these are my girls
		Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah
		they'll rock your world"
		So I watched pay-per-view and polished my
		shoes and my gun
		Was diggin' Kurt Cobain singing 'bout lithium
		There came a knock at the door an in
		walked Sunshine
		"What's up? You'd better get your ass in the boy,
		your monkey's having too much of a good time!"
		Me and my monkey
		Drove in search of the sun
		Me and my monkey
		Don't point that gun at anyone
		Me and my monkey
		Like Billy The Kid
		Trying to understand why he did what he did
		Why he did what he did
		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
		We went to play black-lack kept hitting twenty three
		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'd never seen a monkey in
		rollerblades and dungarees before
		Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not
		about to run
		That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
		"My name is Rodriguez", he says with death in his eye
		"I've been chasing you for a long time amigos and
		now your monkey's gonna die!"
		Me and monkey
		Drove in search of the sun
		Now me and my monkey
		We don't wanna kill no Mexican
		But we've got
		Ten itchy fingers, one thing to declare
		When the monkey is high
		You do not stare, you do not stare..
		You do not stare
		Look's like we've got ourselves a Mexican
		stand-off here boy
		And I ain't about to run
		Put your gun down boy
		How'd I get mixed up with this fuckin' monkey anyhow