Raised on Robbery

Raised on Robbery - Joni Mitchell (瓊尼·米契兒)

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 bh

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 you're loaded-

I was raised on robbery