Gimme Your Money Please - Live

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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 to, you know, he staggered 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"
 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 shot glass eye
 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"

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Duration
05:29
Key
4
Tempo
132 BPM

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