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Lyrics for 'Raised On Robbery' by 'Joni Mitchell'
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-
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