Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
Cæcilie Norby
There was this Joe leanin' on the back door
A couple Jills with their eyes on a couple of bills
Their eyes was statin', they eyes was waitin'
To get their hands on some easy money
They flipped a dime, one said
"Well, I'll take heads this time"
One stepped up, one stepped back
One loosened up her shoulder strap
She couldn't speak, her knees got weak
She could almost taste that easy money
There was this old black cat
Sittin' in an old black Cadillac
The Joe smelled sweet
She curled up at her boyfriend's feet
She said, "I got a plan, listen Sam
How'd you like to make some easy money?"
He say, "Yeah, oh yeah!
Just tell me what you want me to do"
She said, "Baby, you can trust me
Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room
A quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy
"Come up to the room and play with my toy"
But the Jill set the bait
And she wasn't gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door with the easy money
Easy money
Because there ain't no man who got the money in his hand
Who got any of that bread, bein' slow in the head
The easier it looks, the hotter it hooks
There ain't no such thing as easy money
He say, "Yeah, oh yeah!
Just tell me what you want me to do"
She said, "Baby, you can trust me
Baby, but you must be hidin' in my room
A quarter to two"
Saturday night there was a terrible, terrible fight
Between two dames who was losin' the same game
It wasn't clear
But I hear somebody was lookin' for some easy money
Easy money
Easy money
Easy Money was written by Rickie Lee Jones.