He was sittin' in the lounge of the Empire Hotel He was drinkin' for diversion He was thinkin' for himself 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 cryin' 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 drinkin' I was raised on robbery I'm a pretty good cook Sittin' 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, cookin' Tryin' to make my rent I'm rough but I'm pleasin' I was raised on robbery We had a little money once They were pushin' through a four lane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a fifty seven Biscayne He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a ***** His blood's bad whiskey I was raised on robbery You know you ain't bad lookin' I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain't askin' for no full length mink Hey, where you goin'? Don't go yet Your glass ain't empty and we just met You're mean when your loaded I was raised on robbery
He was sittin' in the lounge of the Empire Hotel He was drinkin' for diversion He was thinkin' for himself 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 cryin' 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 drinkin' I was raised on robbery I'm a pretty good cook Sittin' 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, cookin' Tryin' to make my rent I'm rough but I'm pleasin' I was raised on robbery We had a little money once They were pushin' through a four lane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a fifty seven Biscayne He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a ***** His blood's bad whiskey I was raised on robbery You know you ain't bad lookin' I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain't askin' for no full length mink Hey, where you goin'? Don't go yet Your glass ain't empty and we just met You're mean when your loaded I was raised on robbery
