Bachman-Turner Overdrive - Gimme Your Money Please Lyrics
I was walking on down the alley When a face I've never seen Came so from deep in the darkness And his mouth came on real mean And I saw that he'd been liquored And he staggered up to -- you know -- he staggered up to his feet And he said, "Boy, you'd better move real slow And gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." Being born and raised in New York There ain't nothing you won't see 'Cause the streets are filled with bad goings-on And you know that's no place to be But my car broke down in the evening You know it just stopped stone cold Stopped stone cold in the street And a dirty mean man with sharp glass eyes He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." Being born and raised in New York There ain't nothing you won't see 'Cause the streets are filled with bad goings-on And you know that's no place to be But my car broke down in the evening You know it just stopped stone cold Stopped stone cold in the street And a dirty mean man with a shotgun in his hand He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed Wasn't that strange Wasn't that strange indeed He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." He said, "Gimme your money please." (Awww!)
