 I was walking down the street, went out the corner of my eye, saw a pretty little thing approaching me. She said, I've never seen a man who looks so all alone. Could you use a little company? If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice and you can go with Jimmy on my way. I said, you're such a sweet old thing. Why you do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said. Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked. Money don't grow on trees.