Raised On Robbery

He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel

He was drinking for diversion, he was thinking for himself

A little money riding on the Maple Leafs

Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves

She says, let me sit down, you know drinking alone's a shame, it's a shame, it's a crying shame

Look at those jokers glued to that damn hockey game

Hey honey, you've got lots of cash

Bring us down a bottle and we'll have some laughs

Gin's what I'm drinking, I was raised on robbery

I'm a pretty good cook, I'm sitting on my groceries

Come up to my kitchen, I'll show you my best recipe

I try and I try but I can't save a cent

I'm up half the night cooking trying to make my rent

I'm rough but I'm pleasin', I was raised on robbery

We had a little money once, they were pushing through a four lane highway

Government gave us three thousand dollars, you should have seen it fly away

First he bought a '57 Biscayne, he put it in the ditch

He drunk up all the rest, that son of a bitch

His blood's bad whiskey, I was raised on robbery

You know you ain't bad looking, I like the way you hold your drinks

Come home with me honey, I ain't asking for no full-length mink

Hey, where you going, don't go yet

Your glass ain't empty and we just met

You're mean when you're loaded, I was raised on robbery