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  1. Robbing The Bank

J. Quealy Middle Room Music (SESAC), Bob Rea Bob Rea Music (ascap)2006

Lyrics

(Quealy, Rea)

Outside the, chuch bells are ringin
Chimin from somewhere down town
Good folks are dressed in their Sunday best
Decorating the streets they walk down

I hope the Lord will forgive me
For not praising his name til I’m blue
I doubt that he’ll care but I won’t be there
Somethin else I got to do


I’ll be robbing the bank
Cause that’s where the money is
No late fees or penalties
Seems like an eternity
That bank has been robbing me
So I’m Robbing the Bank
Trading portfolios
Consider our savings closed
Can I borrow your panty hose
Cause I’m Robbing the Bank

Make sure you get word to the preacher
His sermon I’ll miss sleepin through
Tell all our friends, wish I could attend
But I’m deathly ill with the flu

After service they’ll have the town picnic
The mayor will swell up with pride
At the stand there’ll be free hot dogs and donuts
To keep all the cops occupied

I’ll be robbing the bank
Cause that’s where the money is
No late fees or penalties
Seems like an eternity
That bank has been robbing me
So I’m Robbing the Bank
Trading portfolios
Consider our savings closed
Can I borrow your panty hose
Cause I’m Robbing the Bank