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There was a Joe       Leanin' on the back door
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A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple bills
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Their eyes was statin'        They was waitin' To get their hands on some easy money
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They flipped a dime, One said " well, I'll take heads this time"
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One stepped up       One stepped back One loosened her shoulder strap
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She couldn't speak,       Her knees got weak           She could almost taste that easy money
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There was this old black cat       Sittin' in a old black Cadillac
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The Joe smelled sweet       She curled up at her boyfriend's feet
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She said "I got a plan       Listen, Sam, how'd ya like to make some easy money ? "

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He say, "yes! oh yes!       Jus' tell me what you want me to do "
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She said, "Baby, you can trust me       Baby, but you must be
        A7      Em              A7                                      
                     hidin' in my room         At a       quarter to two"

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Well, the cat told the boy       "Come up to the room and play with my toy"
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But the Jill set the bait     And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait
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But this guy was wise to all the lies      And he flies out the door With the easy money

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Because there ain't no man Who got the money in his hand
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Who got any of that bread    Bein' slow in the head
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The easier it looks     The hotter it hooks     There ain't no such thing as easy money

        B7              Em7             
We say, "yes! oh yes!"
        E       B7              E       E7
        A7      Em              A7      

        D               D7                                              
Saturday night     There was a terrible, terrible fight
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Between two dames who was losin' the same game
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It wasn't clear,    But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money