Lyrics:

Jones

There was a joe
Leanin on the back door
A couple jills with their eyes on a couple bills
Their eyes was statin
They was waitin
To get their hands on some easy money

They flipped a dime
One said  well, Ill take heads this time
One stepped up
One stepped back
One loosened her shoulder strap
She couldnt speak,
Her knees got weak
She could almost taste that easy money

There was this old black cat
Sittin in a old black cadillac
The joe smelled sweet
She curled up at her boyfriends feet
She said i got a plan
Listen, sam, howd ya like to make some easy money ? 
He say, yes! oh yes!
Jus tell me what you want me to do 
She said, baby, you can trust me
Baby, but you must be hidin in my room
At a quarter to two
Well, the cat told the boy
come up to the room and play with my toy
But the jill set the bait
And she wasnt gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door
With the easy money

Because there aint no man
Who got the money in his hand
Who got any of that bread
Bein slow in the head
The easier it looks
The hotter it hooks
There aint no such thing as easy money
We say, yes! oh yes!
Saturday night
There was a terrible, terrible fight
Between two dames who was losin the same game
It wasnt clear,
But I hear somebody was lookin for some easy money