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 before 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



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And the walls came down all the way to hell

Never saw them when they're 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 rackateer 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