Robbie Williams Me and My Monkey Lyrics

Escapology Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 How Peculiar
  • 2 Feel
  • 3 Something Beautiful
  • 4 Monsoon
  • 5 Sexed Up
  • 6 Love Somebody
  • 7 Revolution
  • 8 Handsome Man
  • 9 Come Undone
  • 10 Me and My Monkey
  • 11 Song 3
  • 12 Hot Fudge
  • 13 Cursed
  • 14 Nan's Song / How Peculiar (reprise) / I Tried Love
  • It was me and my monkey
    Him with his dungarees and roller blades
    Smoking filter tips reclining in the passenger seat of my supercharged 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 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 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, and we've got a monkey bed"

    Me and monkey
    With a dream and a gun
    Hoping my monkey
    Don't point that gun at anyone
    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's like nothing you've ever seen before
    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-*** 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 gun
    Was sticking on Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
    There came and knocked at the door and in walked Sunshine
    "What's up?"
    "You better get your *** in here boy your monkey is 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
    When I played black jack
    Kept hittin' 23
    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'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-*** 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 is gonna die"

    Me and my monkey
    Drove in search of the sun
    Me and my monkey
    We don't want to kill no Mexican
    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't about to run
    Put your gun down boy
    How did I get mixed up with this ****ing monkey anyhow

    Written by: Guy Chambers, Robert Peter Williams
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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