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Kid Gloves - Rory Gallagher
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Kid Gloves Rory Gallagher

Kid Gloves - Rory Gallagher
Well, they sprung me out of Quentin
I'm back on the mob's payroll
They can buy my body
Sure they can't buy my soul

I'm working out of Stockton
I'm weighing in at two-o-one
But there's a man in the front row
Sent down by the mob with a gun

For Kid Gloves, I'm back out on the street
Kid Gloves, the master to the beat
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but dive

We'll the bought me out of Quentin
They've gone and placed their bets
I've got to throw the fight
Just to save my neck

Saying 'Yes' to the set-up
Made me feel so cheap
But the street felt so good
Now I've only got myself to beat

A deal is a deal
But you know I just can't win
The mob oughta know
My conscience is wearing thin
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