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Me And My Monkey Robbie Williams


It was me and my monkeyHim with his dungarees and rollerbladesSmoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged jet black ChevroletHe had the soft top down He liked the wind in his faceHe said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'No' he said 'That's where we're gonna go, you need a change of place'And when 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 mineWe made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as wellHe looked in the passenger seat of my carand with a smile he said'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, and we've got a monkey bed'Me and monkey With a dream and a gunHoping my monkeyDon't point that gun at anyoneMe and monkey Like Butch and the Sundance KidTrying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he didAnd at the elevator I hit the 33rd floorHe had a room up top with a panoramic view it's like nothing you've ever seen beforeHe went to sleep in the bidet and when he awokeHe ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages Called up escort services and ordered some oki dokeForty minutes later there came a knock at the doorIn walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey whores 'Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palm with silver baby oh yeah and they'll rock your world'So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gunWas sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithiumThere came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine 'What's up?' - 'You better get your ass in here boy your monkey is having too much of a good time'Me and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyDon't point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Like Billy the KidTrying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he didGot tickets to see Sheena EastonThe monkey was highSaid it was a burning ambition to see her before he diedWe left before encoresHe couldn't sit still Sheena was a blast babyBut my monkey was illWhen I played black jack Kept hittin' 23Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at meOr was it my monkeyI couldn't be sureIt's not like you've never seen a monkey in rollerbladesand 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 amigosAnd now your monkey is gonna die'Me and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyWe don't wanna kill no Mexican But we got ten itchy fingers One thing to declareWhen the monkey is highYou do not stare You do not stareYou do not stareLooks like we got ourselves a Mexican stand off here boyAnd I ain't about to run Put your gun down boy How did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow




me and my monkey robbie williams



It was me and my monkeyHim with his dungarees and roller bladesSmoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged jet black ChevroletHe had the soft top down He liked the wind in his faceHe said \"Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said \"No\" he said \"That's where we're gonna go, you need a change of place\"And when 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 mineWe made tracks to the Mandalay Bay hotel Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as wellHe looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said\"If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, and we've got a monkey bed\"


And at the elevator I hit the 33rd floorHe had a room up top with a panoramic view it's like nothing you've ever seen beforeHe went to sleep in the bidet and when he awokeHe ran his little monkey fingers through the yellow pages Called up escort services and ordered some oki dokeForty minutes later there came a knock at the doorIn walked this big, bad-ass baboon into my bedroom with 3 monkey whores \"Hi, my name is Sunshine. These are my girls. Lace my palm with silver baby oh yeah and they'll rock your world\"So I watched pay per view and polished my shoes and my gunWas sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithiumThere came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine \"What's up?\"\"You better get your ass in here boy your monkey is having too much of a good time\"


Me and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyDon't point that gun at anyone Me and my monkey Like Billy the KidTrying to understand Why he did what he did Why he did what he did


Got tickets to see Sheena EastonThe monkey was highSaid it was a burning ambition to see her before he diedWe left before encoresHe couldn't sit still Sheena was a blast babyBut my monkey was illWhen I played black jack Kept hittin' 23Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at meOr was it my monkeyI couldn't be sureIt's not like you've 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 amigosAnd now your monkey is gonna die\"


Me and my monkeyDrove in search of the sunMe and my monkeyWe don't want to kill no Mexican But we got ten itchy fingers One thing to declareWhen the monkey is highYou do not stare You do not stareYou do not stare


Me and my monkey is a song about Robbie Williams past problems with cocaine and not about a friend who brings bad to his life. The lyrics support the fact that the song is about Williams past drug problems and how he tried to conquer them but it hard because of his affluence. And the countless metafores like Butch and sundance kid and their faith to okey doke etc. Therefore it is on only one way it was meant to be understood.


The song "Me and My Monkey" by Robbie Williams tells the story of a man and his pet monkey who go on an unexpected road trip to Las Vegas with some unexpected results. Along the way, they encounter a Mexican man (Rodriguez) who is looking for them and has a gun. In the end, they find themselves in a Mexican standoff in which both parties choose not to act upon their threats of violence. The song speaks to the power of unexpected adventures in life, as well as the unpredictable nature of relationships, both with another person and with a pet. 041b061a72


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