Black Umbrella lyrics

Money Mike, Pistol Pete
both went running down the street.
Police and snitches, lover�¢??s lane.
Hot summer. Hot rain.
Hit the bricks.
The girl got her tricks.
She�¢??s the Mississippi terror,
and there�¢??s none the fairer.

O.T.B. was jammed.
Paper changing hands.
Nothing left but smoke and cellar
And a Woman with a black umbrella.

Little Lewis lost his shit.
10 to 1, couldn�¢??t collect.
Fish Head Phil, Itchy Ike�¢?�¦
say they never got home that night.
Shake the breaker.
That girl ain�¢??t no money maker.
She�¢??s come to cook all the books,
and flaunt her good looks.

O.T.B. was jammed.
Paper changing hands.
Nothing left but smoke and cellar.
And a Woman with a black umbrella