I Took Her Love Late On The Very

First Date

That Man Is A Robber

I Swept Her To The Side On The

Tilt-a-whirl Ride

That Man Is A Thief



I Held Her White Throat, Clawed Within Her Coat

That Man Is A Robber



I Rolled Her With A Shame

Robbed Her Just The Same

That Man Is A Thief



Bells, Bells, Alarms And Bells

Horns, Vows, The Cops And Bells

I Rolled Her On A Date, She Sent

Me To My Fate

That Man Is A Thief