PLAY it across the table. What if we steal this city blind? If they want any thing let â€™em nail it down.
Harness bulls, dicks, front office men, And the high goats up on the bench, Ainâ€™t they all in cahoots? Ainâ€™t it fifty-fifty all down the line, Petemen, dips, boosters, stick-ups and gunsâ€”whatâ€™s to hinder?
Go fifty-fifty. If they nail you call in a mouthpiece. Fix it, you gazump, you slant-head, fix it. Feed â€™em â€¦
Nothinâ€™ ever sticks to my fingers, nah, nah, nothinâ€™ like that, But there ainâ€™t no law we got to wear mittensâ€”huhâ€”is there? Mittens, thatâ€™s a good oneâ€”mittens! There oughta be a law everybody wear mittens.