text: 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
  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 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 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 youre loaded
  I was raised on robbery