Robbie Williams - Me & My Monkey lyrics

It was me and my monkey Him with his dungarees and rollerblades Smoking filter tips reclining in the pa**enger seat of my supercharged jet black Chevrolet He had the soft top down He liked the wind in his face He said I said you need a change of place And when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs he said and proceeded to take two grand of mine We made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel Asked the bell boy if he He looked in the pa**enger seat of my car and with a smile he said and we Me and monkey With a dream and a gun Hoping my monkey Don Me and monkey Like Butch and the Sundance Kid Trying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he did And at the elevator I hit the 33rd floor He had a room up top with a panoramic view it He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke He ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages Called up escort services and ordered some oki doke Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door In walked this big, bad-a** baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey who*es Lace my palm with silver baby oh yeah and they So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gun Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithium There came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine our monkey is having too much of a good time Me and my monkey Drove in search of the sun Me and my monkey Don 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 Sheena was a blast baby But my monkey was ill When I played black jack Kept hittin Couldn Or was it my monkey I couldn It and dungarees before Now don That And now your monkey is gonna die Me and my monkey Drove in search of the sun Me and my monkey We don But we 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 got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boy And I ain Put your gun down boy How did I get mixed up with this f**ing monkey anyhow