(原詩)

Throw that bundle out
Before they get here
Let some shark drag the thing away
I can see the headlights
Drawing very near
Let me do the talking now
Just in case fix you face
We can make the border by tomorrow
If your brilliant young Madonna
Doesn't do us in
We should have given her
The shot that you took
And put her away

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here

Oakland California 1948
Stella promised Blackie
She was going straight
Now Blackie my main man
He takes the major leagues
He could sell Geronimo
A string of beads
But Stella could sell
Blackie almost anything
He's lucky she ain't yet
Sold him up the stream
Just one more job could
Put us back on Easy Street
C'mon baby

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here

I said Blackie
You can't listen to the dame
She's gone back on her promise
Now it's a losing game
But we pulled off the job anyway
And she cursed the day we met
And Blackie took a slug or two
He won't forget
By now the kerbs were shining
With the falling rain
And I kept dousing Blackie
Just to keep him sane
I'm wondering if it's over now
Or just my fevered brain

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here

Gimme the goods
And half of the action
You get the dame and get away
For me it's too late
But you can go straight back
To the East Bay
Outta here