Stand and deliver!
I'm the dandy highwayman
who you're too scared to mention
I spend my cash on looking flash
and grabbing your attention
the devil take your stereo
and your record collection! (oh-oh)
the way you look you'll qualify
for next year's old age pension!
stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
I'm the dandy highwayman
so sick of easy fashion
the clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots
that people think so dashing
so what's the point of robbery
when nothing is worth taking? (oh oh)
it's kind of tough
to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making
stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
and even though you fool your soul
your conscience will be mine all mine
we're the dandy highwaymen
so tired of excuses
of deep meaning philosophies
where only showbiz loses
we're the dandy highwaymen
and here's our invitation (oh oh)
throw your safety overboard
and join our insect nation
stand and deliver your money or your life!
try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife!
and even though you fool your soul
your conscience will be mine all mine
qua qua da diddley qua qua da diddley
Stand and deliver your money or your life!