Raised On Robbery

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He was sittin' in the lounge of the Empire Hotel
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Drinkin' for diversion and thinkin' for himself
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A little money ridin' on the maple leafs
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Along comes this lady in lacy sleeves, she says


[Verse 1]
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Let me sit down, you know, drinkin' alone's a shame
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Look at those jokers glued to that damn hockey game
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Hey honey, you got lots of cash
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Bring us 'round a bottle and we'll have some laughs
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Gin's what I'm drinkin' I was raised on robbery


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[Verse 2]
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I'm a pretty good cook sittin' on my groceries
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Come up to my kitchen I'll show you my best recipes
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I try and I try but I can't save a cent
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I'm up after midnight cookin' tryin' to make my rent
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I'm rough but I'm pleasin', I was raised on robbery


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[Verse 3]
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I had a little money once, they were pushin' through a four lane highway
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Government gave us three thousand dollars, now you shoulda seen it fly away
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First he bought a fifty-seven Biscayne he put it in the ditch
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He drunk up all the rest that son of a bitch
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His blood's bad whiskey, I was raised on robbery


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[Verse 4]
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You know you ain't bad lookin' and I like the way you hold your drinks
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Come home with me honey I ain't askin' for no full-length mink
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Hey, where you goin'?
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Don't go yet your glass ain't empty and we just met
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You're mean when you're loaded, I was raised on robbery


[Otro]
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