Lyric Raised on robbery

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, drinkin 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 round 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 after midnight, 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 Iane 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 your loaded-
I was raised on robbery"