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Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey Man Tweeter was a Boy Scout fore she went to Vietnam And found out the hard way, nobody gives a damn They knew that they found freedom just across the Jersey line So they hopped into a stolen car, took Highway 99 [Chorus:] And the walls came down All the way to hell Never saw them when theyre standing Never saw them when they fell The undercover cop never liked the Monkey Man Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named Bill She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill It was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel They crashed into paradise; they could hear them tires squeal The undercover cop pulled up and said Everyone of you is a liar If you dont surrender now its gonna go down to the wire. [Chorus] An ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper close behind Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree Near the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit He was taking the whole thing personal; he didnt care about the loot Jan had told him many times, It was you to me who taught In Jersey anythings legal as long as you dont get caught. [Chorus] Some place by Rahwey Prison they ran out of gas The undercover cop had cornered them, said Boy, you didnt think this could last? Jan jumped out of bed, said, Theres someplace I gotta go. She took the gun out of the drawer, said, Its best that you dont know. The undercover cop was found face down in a field The Monkey Man was on the river bridge, using Tweeter as a shield Jan said to the Monkey Man, Im not fooled by Tweeters curl I knew him long before he became a Jersey Girl. [Chorus] Now the town of Jersey City is quieting down again Im sitting in a gambling club called the Lions Den The TV set was blown up; every bit of it is gone Ever since the nightly news showed that the Monkey Man was on I guess Ill go to Florida and get myself some sun There aint no more opportunity here; everythings been done Sometimes I think of Tweeter, sometimes I think of Jan Sometimes I dont think about nothing but the Monkey Man [Chorus] youtube/watch?v=lEJOekbg2lE
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 23:35:57 +0000

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