RAW DEAL
(Dickens)
DOUG DICKENS WITH THE FIREBALLS (VULCO 1506, 1959)

I ain't so very hard to please
As long as I'm livin' this life of ease
'Cause when I go to work, ain't got no choice
You can hear me yelling at the top of my voice
Raw deal (yeah man) raw deal
This just ain't right, I gotta work tonight, raw deal

Now me and this gal we had a date last night
We were sitting in her room without a trace of light
Just when I'm fixing to give her a little kiss
Her 'pa turned on the light, yelling something like this
Raw deal (yeah man) raw deal
This just ain't right, turnin' on that light, raw deal

Drive my car like a gentleman likes
I don't run stop signs nor the portion line
Third gear I put on a little speed
A motorcycle cop says "pull over here"
Raw deal (oh no man) raw deal
This just ain't right, in jail tonight, raw deal

I was standing on a corner a-talkin' to a girl
Along comes a man says listen to me pal
This is my wife man, you'd better run
I got a razor in my pocket and the bullet's in my gun
Raw deal (oh no man no) raw deal
This just ain't right, too scared to fight, raw deal
This just ain't right, too scared to fight, raw deal