Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Me And My Monkey , by - Robbie Williams. Release date: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Me And My Monkey |
| There was me and my monkey |
| And with his dungarees and roller blades 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 we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs |
| He said 'I left my wallet in El Segundo' 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 |
| We got the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor |
| We had a room up top with the 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 monkey 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' old Kurt Cobain singing 'bout 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 |
| We went to play 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 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 my 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 |
| 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’ve got ourselves a mexican standoff here boy |
| Huh… |
| And I ain’t about to run |
| Put your gun down, boy |
| Huh huh… |
| How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow? |