| 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 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 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 |