I walked down to the five and dime--to commit myself a petty crime

As the check out girl started to flirt--I ran up the street with a stolen shirt

So she chased me seven blocks all the way

Then said "lets go out to lunch, I never liked that job anyway"

A the high class restaurant she needed a thrill

So we ran out without payin' the bill

That day we robbed so many banks, we even told the tellers "THANKS!"

Then she said, "I'm a good Catholic--How 'bout you?"

I said, "IF YOU"RE GOOD, WHAT DO THE BAD ONES DO?"

Then we got in a fight over God and the nations

And she drove me straight to the police station

Cops...Busted...Como Esta Usted?

She told the sargeant that she had been kidnapped by me

Those cops had me trapped so I went to my cell and I fell asleep

While she fell in love with the sergeant, deep

And I got twenty years for the petty crimes

And she walked with my shirt back to the five and dime