Robbie Williams - There Was Me And My Monkey lyrics

It was me and my monkey And with his dungarees and roller blades Smoking filter tips Reclining in the pa**enger 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 we're gonna go You need a change of pace And when 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 We make tracks to the Mandalay Bay Hotel Asked the bell boy if he take me and my monkey as well He looked in the pa**enger seat of my car And with a smile he said If your monkey's got that kind of money sir Then we've got a monkey bed 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 the sundance kid Trying to understand why he did what he did Why he did what he did We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor We had a room up top with the paronama views like nothing you'd ever seen before He went to sleep in the bidest 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 a** baboom into my bedroom with three monkey who*es 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' on Kurt Cobain singing about lithium There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine What's up you'd better get your a** in here 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 blackjack 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 a** monkey boy and he's packing a gun My name is Rodrigue he says with d**h in his eye I've been chasing you for long time amigos And now your monkey's gonna die Me and my monkey Drove in search of the sun Now me and my monkey We don't wanna k** 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 Looks 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 f**in' monkey anyhow