Karaoké Me and My Monkey Robbie Williams

There was me and my monkey and with his

Dungarees and rollerblades

Smoking filter 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 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 made tracks to the Mandalay Bay Hotel

Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well

He looked in the passenger 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

And at that elevator

I hit the thirty-third floor

We had a room up top with the panoramic views

It's 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 escort services and ordered some okey doke

Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door

In walked this big badass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores

Hi my name is Sunshine

These are my girls

Lace my palm with silver baby and oh oh yeah they will rock

Rock your world

So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun

Was diggin' on Kurt Cobain sing about

Lithium

There came a knock at the door and in walked

Sunshine

What's up

You'd better get your ass 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

When I played black jack 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 'cos 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 my monkey drove in search of the sun

Now me and my monkey we don't wanna kill no Mexican

But we got ten itchy fingers and one thing to declare

When the monkey is high you do not stare

You do not stare

You do not stare

Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican standoff here boy huh

And I ain't about to run

Put your gun down boy

Ha ha ha

How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow