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 lane highway
government gave us three thousand dollars
you should have seen it fly away
first he bought a ’57 biscayne
he put it in a ditch
he drunk up all the rest
that son of a bitch
his blood’s bad whiskey
i was raised on robbery
4
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
4
you’re mean when you’re loaded
i was raised on robbery
Artist: Joni Mitchell
Year: 1974
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 139