Raised on Robbery — текст песни (Joni Mitchell)

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 alones a shame

Its a shame, its a crying shame

Look at those jokers

Glued to that damn hockey game

Hey honey-youve got lots of cash

Bring us round a bottle

And well have some laughs

Gins what Im drinking

I was raised on robbery



Im a pretty good cook

Im sitting on my groceries

Come up to my kitchen

Ill show you my best recipe

I try and I try but I cant save a cent

Im up after midnight, cooking

Trying to make my rent

Im rough but Im 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 bloods bad whiskey

I was raised on robbery



You know you aint bad looking

I like the way you hold your drinks

Come home with me honey

I aint asking for no full length mink

Hey, where you going...

Dont go yet...

Your glass aint empty and we just met

Youre mean when your loaded-

I was raised on robbery"