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There was a Joe |
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Leanin' on the back door |
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A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills |
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Their eyes was statin' |
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They was waitin' |
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To get their hands on some easy money |
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They flipped a dime |
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One said ' well, I'll take heads this time' |
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One stepped up |
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One stepped back |
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One loosened her shoulder strap |
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She couldn't speak, |
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Her knees got weak |
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She could almost taste that easy money |
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There was this old black cat |
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Sittin' in a old black cadillac |
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The Joe smelled sweet |
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She curled up at her boyfriend's feet |
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She said 'I got a plan |
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Listen, Sam, how'd ya like to make some easy money ? ' |
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He say, 'yes! oh yes! |
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Jus' tell me what you want me to do ' |
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She said, 'Baby, you can trust me |
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Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room |
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At a quarter to two' |
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Well, the cat told the boy |
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'Come up to the room and play with my toy' |
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But the Jill set the bait |
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And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait |
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But this guy was wise to all the lies |
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And he flies out the door |
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With the easy money |
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Because there ain't no man |
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Who got the money in his hand |
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Who got any of that bread |
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Bein' slow in the head |
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The easier it looks |
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The hotter it hooks |
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There ain't no such thing as easy money |
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We say, 'yes! oh yes!' |
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Saturday night |
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There was a terrible, terrible fight |
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Between two dames who was losin' the same game |
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It wasn't clear, |
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But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money |
