Robbin’ a Bank Songtext
von Bug Hunter
Robbin’ a Bank Songtext
You say you′re sick of fighting / the crashing lack of passion /
The fact we act so unattached - Relax, I'm having none of that
You look fantastic / at me, I hatch a plan, romantically
For saving/recapturing the passion we had back when we
Had half the cash and matching dreams, so pack the masks and make it seem
Like this transaction′s happening, when fact is this is actually:
This is a stick-up, put the money in the bag
I'm banking on a better plan to hit me any day
I'll take you on a date, split everything we take
So put on your best dress, babe... we′re robbin′ a bank!
Let's recruit a crop of criminals, a crew to pull this off
Like a crudité of crime, we need variety to spice it up
But an acrobat can′t bend this story back where it began
And all the hackers on the planet cannot patch us up again
We can do this, just the two of us, let's run the classic plan
I′ll be the distraction and they'll never catch your sleight-of-hand
This is a stick-up, put the money in the bag
I′m banking on a better plan to hit me any day
I'll take you on a date, split everything we take
So put on your high heels, babe... we're robbin′ a bank!
You say you′ll rob a bank with me if I'll go to church with you
So I sat through all the hymns in my best shirt and shiny shoes
But a deal′s a deal so you took the wheel and we headed to our mark
You told me to lay low and keep my head down in the car
You were silent on the drive, it only hit me when we stopped
You had driven us right back to church, Oh God this was a double-cross!
This is a hiccup, guess you're gonna make me beg
I imagined this finale going off a different way
Not the 50/50 split I had pictured in my brain
Cause I would give up all the money in the bag
All the diamonds in the vault and all the problems that we make
For a happy-ever-after-heist to make it all okay
So for old-time sake, what do you say?
Are we robbin′ a bank?
The fact we act so unattached - Relax, I'm having none of that
You look fantastic / at me, I hatch a plan, romantically
For saving/recapturing the passion we had back when we
Had half the cash and matching dreams, so pack the masks and make it seem
Like this transaction′s happening, when fact is this is actually:
This is a stick-up, put the money in the bag
I'm banking on a better plan to hit me any day
I'll take you on a date, split everything we take
So put on your best dress, babe... we′re robbin′ a bank!
Let's recruit a crop of criminals, a crew to pull this off
Like a crudité of crime, we need variety to spice it up
But an acrobat can′t bend this story back where it began
And all the hackers on the planet cannot patch us up again
We can do this, just the two of us, let's run the classic plan
I′ll be the distraction and they'll never catch your sleight-of-hand
This is a stick-up, put the money in the bag
I′m banking on a better plan to hit me any day
I'll take you on a date, split everything we take
So put on your high heels, babe... we're robbin′ a bank!
You say you′ll rob a bank with me if I'll go to church with you
So I sat through all the hymns in my best shirt and shiny shoes
But a deal′s a deal so you took the wheel and we headed to our mark
You told me to lay low and keep my head down in the car
You were silent on the drive, it only hit me when we stopped
You had driven us right back to church, Oh God this was a double-cross!
This is a hiccup, guess you're gonna make me beg
I imagined this finale going off a different way
Not the 50/50 split I had pictured in my brain
Cause I would give up all the money in the bag
All the diamonds in the vault and all the problems that we make
For a happy-ever-after-heist to make it all okay
So for old-time sake, what do you say?
Are we robbin′ a bank?
Writer(s): Cody Hunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
