Lyrics:

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'