Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Oh, ma-mama, mama-mo-ma-mum
I guess it's got something to do with luck
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Here in your bedroom, ounce-for-ounce.
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Went downtown and you got him a gun
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight
Just as she's about ready to cut it up: