Break the ice, crack a joke
Get some air, have a smoke
Just buy time
From farther away, they’re alright
Maybe they won’t talk much tonight
Not likely
If I run will they find me?
Float on down the Mississippi
Hit gulf and I'm home free
Get your hands up robber
Get you hands up robber
You blew your own cover
Never mix your lovers
Crack an egg, eat the yoke
Why don’t wee three make up and go home
Cross boundaries
No need to be unfriendly
We’ll talk it over in the morning
I make the best french toast
Get your hands up robber
Get you hands up robber
You blew your own cover
Never mix your lovers
Get your hands up robber
Get you hands up robber
How’d you say you know her?
Not this time little robber
And you wear all the right suits
And your hair’s in the right do’s
But you’re not gonna win sir
Oh no, you’re not gonna win sir
Because you act like a criminal
You steal hearts like a criminal
Get your hands up robber
Get you hands up robber
You blew your own cover
Never mix your lovers
Get your hands up robber
Get you hands up robber
If only you were smarter
Never mix your lovers
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