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Lyrics by: Joni Mitchell
# Debut Chart
65 Dec '73 Hot 100


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

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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 the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a bitch 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 your loaded I was raised on robbery


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