Cm
There was me and my monkey
            Fm                                     Bb
And with his dungarees and rollerblades, smoking filter tips
                                                             Ab
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
         Cm                           Fm
He had the soft-top down, he liked the wind in his face
         Bb
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'No'
                                           Ab
He said 'That's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
          Cm                         Fm
And when we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
         Bb                                                  Ab
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segundo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine

[Pre-chorus]
Gm                              Fm
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Gm                                         Fm
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well
Gm                                                     Fm
He looked in the passenger seat of my car and with a smile he said
Gm                                                        G
'If your monkey's got that kind of money sir, then we've got a monkey bed!'

[Chorus]
Cm              Fm
Me and my monkey, with a dream and a gun
Bb                           Ab
I'm hoping my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Cm                              Fm
Me and my monkey like Butch and the Sundance Kid
Bb                             Ab
Trying to understand why he did what he did, why he did what he did

[Verse]
         Cm                  Fm
We hit the elevator, I hit the 33rd floor
         Bb                                                         Ab
We had a room up top with the panoramic views like nothing you'd ever seen before
Cm                           Fm
He went to sleep in the bidet and when he awoke
            Bb
He ran his little monkey fingers through yellow pages
                                Ab
Called up escort services and ordered some okey doke
Cm                              Fm
Forty minutes later there came a knock at the door
               Bb                                       Ab
In walked this big badass baboon into my bedroom with three monkey whores
Cm                       Fm
'Hi, my name is Sunshine - these are my girls
Bb                                               Ab
Lace my palm with silver baby and oh yeah, they'll rock your world!'

[Pre-chorus]
Gm                                       Fm
So I watched pay-per-view and polished my shoes and my gun
Gm                                    Fm
Was diggin' old Kurt Cobain sing about lithium
Gm                                          Fm
There came a knock at the door and in walked Sunshine - 'What's up?'
Gm                                                                  G
'You'd better get your ass in here boy, your monkey's having too much of a good time!'

[Chorus]
Cm                      Fm
Me and my monkey drove in search of the sun
Bb                        Ab
Me and my monkey don't point that gun at anyone
Cm                   Fm
Me and my monkey like Billy The Kid
Bb                            Ab
Trying to understand why he did what he did, why he did what he did

[Verse]
Cm                              Fm
Got tickets to see Sheena Easton, the monkey was high
Bb                                       Ab
Said it was a burning ambition to see her before he died
Cm                    Fm
We left before encores, he couldn't sit still
Bb                           Ab
Sheena was a blast baby but my monkey was ill
Cm                                     Fm
We went to play black-jack, kept hitting twenty three
Bb                                        Ab
Couldn't help but notice this Mexican just staring at me
Cm                 Fm
Or was it my monkey? I couldn't be sure
Bb                                                         Ab
It's not like you'd never seen a monkey in rollerblades and dungarees before

[Pre-chorus]
Gm                                             Fm
Now don't test my patience 'cause we're not about to run
Gm                                  Fm
That's a bad ass monkey boy and he's packing a gun
Gm                             Fm
'My name is Rodriguez', he says with death in his eye
Gm                                                            G
'I've been chasing you for a long time amigos, and now your monkey's gonna die!'

[Chorus]
Cm                 Fm
Me and my monkey drove in search of the sun
Bb                           Ab
Me and my monkey, we don’t wanna kill no Mexican
         Cm                 Fm
But we got ten itchy fingers, one thing to declare
Bb                            Ab
When the monkey is high, you do not stare
              Cm    Fm
You do not stare
             Bb    Ab
You do not stare

[Outro]
Cm                                                     Fm
Looks like we got ourselves a Mexican standoff here boy, and I ain’t about to run
Bb                   Ab                                                       Cm
Put your gun down boy, how did I get mixed up with this fucking monkey anyhow?