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