Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the Man were hard up for cash
stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash
To an undercover cop who had a sister Jan
For reasons she loved the Monkey Man

Tweeter was a boy scout before she went to
And found out the way nobody gives a damn
They knew they found freedom just across the Jersey Line
So they hopped into a car took Highway 99

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And the walls came all the way to hell
Never saw them when standing
Never saw when they fell

The undercover cop never the Monkey Man
back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen to a named Bill
She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a on the hill

It was out on road - Tweeter at the wheel
They crashed into paradise - they could hear them squeal
The undercover cop pulled up and said "Everyone of you's a
If you don't surrender now it's gonna go to the wire

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An rolled up - a state trooper close behind
Tweeter his gun away and messed up his mind
The undercover cop was left tied up to a
Near the souvenir by the old abandoned factory

day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit
He was the whole thing personal
He didn't about the loot
Jan had told him many times it was you to me who
In Jersey anything's legal as long as you get caught

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by Rahway prison they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered them said "Boy, you
think this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's I gotta go"
She took a gun out of the and said "It's best if you dont' know"

The undercover cop was found face down in a
The monkey man was on the bridge using Tweeter as a shield
Jan to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeter's curl
I knew him long he ever became a Jersey girl"

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Now the town of Jersey City is down again
I'm sitting in a gambling club called the Den
The TV set blown up, every bit of it is gone
since the nightly news show that the Monkey Man was on

I guess to to Florida and get myself some sun
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's done
Sometime I think of Tweeter, I think of Jan
Sometime I don't about nothing but the Monkey Man

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