Chords for robbie williams - me and my monkey with lyrics

[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
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_ [Cm] _ It was me and my monkey and [Fm] with his _ dongeries and rollerblades, [Gm] smoking filter tips, reclining
in the [Bb] passenger seat of my supercharged jet [Ab] black _ _ Chevrolet. _
[C] He had the soft top down,
he [Fm] liked the wind in his face.
He [Gm] said, son, you ever been to Vegas?
[Bb] I said, no.
He said,
that's where we're gonna [Ab] go, you need a change of pace.
_ [Cm] _ Oh, and we hit the strip with [Fm] all
the wedding [Ab] chapels and the neon signs.
He [Gm] said, I left my [Bb] wallet in El Segundo and proceeded
[Ab] to take two grand of mine. _
_ [Gm] _ _ We made tracks to the [Fm] Mandalay Bay _ Hotel. _
_ [Gm] _ _ Asked the bellboy
if he'd take me and [Fm] my _ monkey as well. _
_ [Gm] He looked in the passenger seat of my car.
Oh,
[Fm] with a smile he [Ab] said, _
_ [Gm] if your monkey's got that kind of money, sir, then [G] we've got a
monkey's bed. _
_ [Cm] _ _ Me and my monkey, _
_ [Fm] _ with a dream of a gun. _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] I found my monkey, _ [Ab] don't point that
gun at anyone.
[Cm] _ _ _ Me and my monkey like [Fm] Butch and the _ Sunday's Kid, _
_ [Gm] _ _ trying [Bb] to _ understand
why [Ab] he did what he did, why he did what he did.
He [Cm] led the _ _ elevator. _
[Fm] I hit the _ [Eb] 33rd floor.
[Fm]
He [Gm] had a room up top with a [Bb] panoramic view.
It was like nothing [Ab] you'd ever seen before. _
_ [Cm] _ He went to sleep in the B-Day. _
_ [Fm] _ _ When he awoke, _ [Gm] he ran his little monkey fingers through [Bb] the
yellow pages, called up escort [Fm] services and ordered some [Ab] Okie-Doke.
_ [Cm] _ _ Forty minutes later,
they [Fm] came up, knocked at the door, _ [Gm] and walked this big, bad [Bb]-ass baboon into my bedroom [Ab] with
three _ monkey horns.
_ [Cm] _ Hi, my name is Sunshine. _
_ [Fm] _ _ These are my girls. _ _
_ [Bb] _ Lace my palm with silver,
baby.
Oh, yeah, [Ab] and they all rock your world. _
_ [Gm] _ So I watch pay-per-view, unpolish [Fm] my _ shoes
and my [Ab] buns.
_ [Gm] I'm speaking on Kurt Cobain, sing [Fm] about _ _ Lithuania. _ _
_ [Gm] _ They came and knocked
at the door and they walked [Fm] _ _ _ Sunshine. _ _
_ [Gm] _ You better get your ass in here, boy.
Your monkey's
having [G] too much of a good time. _
_ [Cm] _ _ Me and my monkey _ [Fm] drove in search of the sun.
_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] Me and
my monkey _ [Ab] don't point [Fm] their guns [Ab] at _ [Cm] anyone.
_ _ Me and my monkey are [Fm] like _ three little kids _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] trying to understand why [Fm] he did what he did, why [Ab] he did what he did.
[Cm] Got tickets to see
Sheena Easton. _
_ [F] _ The monkey was high. _
_ [Bb] _ Said it was a burning [Bbm] ambition to see her [Abm] _ _ before [Ab] he
died. _
[Cm] _ _ We left before encore. _
_ _ She [Gm] couldn't [Eb] sit still. _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ Sheena was a blast, baby, but [Ab] my
_ monkey was hell. _
_ [Cm] _ _ When I played blackjack, kept [Bb] him _ twin [Eb] free. _
[Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ Couldn't help but notice
this Mexican just [Ab] _ _ staring at me. _
_ _ [C] _ _ Wasn't my monkey. _
_ _ [Bb] _ I couldn't be [Eb] sure. _
_ _ [Bb] _ Something was
wrong with my monkey.
I like you.
Never seen a monkey in [Ab] rollerblades or bungoos before. _
_ [Gm] _ _ Now don't test my patience, because we're [Fm] not about _ to run. _
_ [Gm] _ _ That's a fat-ass monkey,
boy, [Fm] and he's packing a gun. _
_ [Gm] _ My name is Rodriguez, he [Fm] says, with death in his eyes.
_ [Gm] I've been
chasing you for a long time, amigos, and [G] now your monkey's gonna die. _
[F] _ [Cm] _ _ Me and my monkey _
_ [Fm] drove in search of the sun.
_ [Bb] _ _ Me and my monkey, we [Ab] don't wanna kill no Mexican, but [Cm] we got
ten inch fingers, _
_ [Fm] _ one thing to declare. _
_ [Bb] _ When the monkey is high, you [Ab] do not stare.
You _ _ _
_ [Cm] do not stare. _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ You do not [Gm] stare.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican standoff here,
boy.
[Fm] _ _ And I ain't about to run. _
_ [Bb] _ Get your gun down, boy. _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ I'd rather have to get mixed up
with this fucking [Cm] monkey anyhow. _ _ _ _ _ _
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