There was a Joe
Leanin' on the back door
A couple Jills that had their eyes on a couple bills
Their eyes was statin'
They 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 her shoulder strap
She couldn't speak
Her knees got weak
Oh, she could almost taste that easy money

There was this old black cat
Who was sittin' in a old black Cadillac
And the Joe smelled sweet
So she curls up at her boyfriend's feet
She said "I got a plan listen, Sam"
"How'd ya like to make some of that easy money?"

He say, "Yes! Oh yes!"
"Jus' tell me what you want me to do "
She says, "Baby, you can trust me"
"Oh baby, but you must be hidin' in my room at a quarter to two"

Well, the cat told the boy
"Come on up to the room and play with my toys honey"
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

Oh because there ain't no man
Who got the money in his hand
Who got any of that bread
By bein' the slow in the head
The easier it looks
The hotter it hooks
There ain't no such thing as easy money

We say, "Yes! Oh yes!"

Ooh, 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

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Writer(s): Rickie Lee Jones