Lyrics Gimme Your Money Please - Live - Bachman-Turner Overdrive
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
up
to,
you
know,
he
staggered
up
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"
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"
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.