Luyện nghe bài hát Tweeter And The Monkey Man

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

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

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

The cop never liked the Monkey Man
Even back in childhood he to see him in the can
Jan got at fourteen to a rackateer named Bill
She made secret calls to the Monkey Man a mansion on the hill

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

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

Next day the cop was hot in pursuit
He was taking the whole thing
He care about the loot
Jan had him many times it was you to me who taught
In Jersey anything's legal as as you don't get caught

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Someplace by Rahway prison ran out of gas
The cop had cornered them said "Boy, you didn't
think that this last"
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's I gotta go"
She a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you dont' know"

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

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Now the town of Jersey City is quieting again
I'm sitting in a gambling club the Lion's Den
The TV set been blown up, every bit of it is
Ever since the nightly news show that the Man was on

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

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