A little cash was took off me While I lay there comfortably I wouldn't move to stop her theft Her deft hand moved across my chest She stole a glance and stole a sigh With her eye pressed up against my eye The heat of her against my face The little dead girl, the little fish I heard the horns in the square play At the end, at the end of the day While boys and girls did promenade In the room I stayed with her I knew she wouldn't steal from me Yeah, she lay there trustworthy No gold digger tonight with me She gripped me goldly and naively The horns died down and thunder cracked As I rolled over on my back She still lay just to my right And I to her left, to her left that night