Biography:
Robert Peter Williams (born 13 February 1974, Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire) is an English singer, songwriter, and record producer. While Williams' early pop career started with the hit boy band Take That, he has found far greater success since taking his leave in 1995. Williams has sold over 70 million records worldwide, which ranks him among the best-selling music artists worldwide. He is the best-selling British solo artist in the United Kingdom and the best selling non-Latino artist in Latin America.
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Other songs:
- Advertising Space
- Angels
- Better Man
- Candy
- Eternity
- Feel
- I Wan'na Be Like You
- Kids
- Let Me Entertain You
- Love My Life
- Mack The Knife
- Make Me Pure
- Sexed Up
- She's The One
- Shes Madonna
- Supreme
- The Road To Mandalay
- Tripping
- Go Gentle
- She’s The One
- 16 Tons
- A Man For All Seasons
- A Place To Crash
- Angles
- Antmusic
- Baby Girl Window
- Back For Good
- Be A Boy
- Better Man Ser Mejor
- Blasphemy
- Bodies
- Bullet
- By All Means Necessary
- Coffee Tea And Sympathy
- Collision Of Worlds
- Come Undone
- Cursed
- Davids Song
- Different
- Difficult For Weirdos
- Eight Letters
- Eyes On The Highway
- Feel (Sentir)
- Forever Texas
- Freedom
- Get A Little High
- Get The Joke
- Ghosts
- Go Mental
- Gospel
- Grace
- Heart And I
- Heaven From Here
- Heavy Entertainment Show
- Hot Fudge
- How Peculiar
- Hunting For You
- I Just Want People To Like Me
- I Tried Love
- I Will Talk And Hollywood Will Listen
- If Its Hurting You
- Into The Silence
- Its Only Us
- Jesus In A Camper Van
- Jesus In A Camper Van Acustic
- Karma Killer
- Killing Me
- King Of Bloke And Bird
- King Of Blokes And Birds
- Knutsford City Limits
- Lazy Days
- Leaving Season
- Let Love Be Your Energy
- Life Thru A Lens
- Lola
- Losers
- Love Calling Earth
- Love Somebody
- Man Machine
- Me And My Monkey
- Misunderstood
- Mixed Signals
- Monsoon
- Morning Sun
- Motherfucker
- Mr Bojangles
- My Way
- Nans Song
- No Regrets
- Not Like The Others
- Not Of This Earth
- Often
- Old Before I Die
- One Fine Day
- One For My Baby
- One Of Gods Better People
- Party Like A Russian
- Phoenix From The Flames
- Please Dont Die
- Postcard
- Radio
- Revolution
- Road To Mandalay
- Rock Dj
- Run It Wild
- Sensational
- Shame
- Shes The One
- Shine My Shoes
- Shit On The Radio
- Sin Sin Sin
- Singing For The Lonely
- Somethin Stupid
- Something Beautiful
- Something Beautiful Acustic
- Something Stupid
- Soul Transmission
- Stand Your Ground
- Strong
- Superblind
- Trouble With Me
- Weakness
- White Man In Hanoi
- Win Some Lose Some
- Wont Do That
- You Know Me
- Your Gay Friend
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[Intro]
Cm Fm Bb Ab (x2)
[Verse]
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?
Cm Fm Bb Ab (x2)
[Verse]
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?
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