Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

Tweeter and the Monkey Man were up for cash
They stayed up all night selling cocaine and
To an cop who had a sister named Jan
For reasons unexplained she the Monkey Man

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

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And the came down all the way to hell
Never saw when they're standing
Never saw them when they

The undercover cop liked the Monkey Man
back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen to a rackateer named
She made secret to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill

It was out on thunder road - Tweeter at the
They crashed into paradise - they could hear tires squeal
The undercover cop up and said "Everyone of you's a liar
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 took his gun and messed up his mind
The cop was left tied up to a tree
Near the souvenir by the old abandoned factory

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the thing personal
He didn't care about the
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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Someplace by Rahway they ran out of gas
The cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't
that this could last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's someplace I go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you know"

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

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

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

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