Lyrics:

Stealing coins from the poor box
I'm robbing the blind
But you won't understand
I'm a wanted man
Got no choice in the matter
I'm mad as a hatter
But she makes me do
Things I shouldn't do

My baby wants the best of everything
I can't refuse her when she starts to sing
Bring me something special
And I'll take you to heaven tonight

Going down to the street and
I'll pick on a pocket with a
Healthy wad
From some wealthy sod
Looking tough with a shooter
I'll stick up the bank
And take out all that cash
I'll be such a smash

My baby needs the best of everything
Life's little luxuries to make her sing
Bring me something special
And I'll take you to heaven tonight

Look at her face and I won't need to explain
This is the stuff dreams are made of
Step in my shoes and you will feel no pain
She's got the power to knock your socks off

My baby gets the best of everything
It's risky business but it makes her sing
Bring me something special
And I'll take you to heaven tonight (Alright, alright, alright)
Bring me something special
And I'll take you to heaven tonight (Alright, alright, alright)
Bring me something special
And I'll take you to heaven tonight