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



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