Kid Gloves

(Album: Fresh Evidence - 1990)

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
For Kid Gloves, I'm back in the ring
Kid Gloves, I'll fight anything
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
Kid Gloves, I'm back on the street
Kid Gloves the master to beat
Kid Gloves, Ill do anything but cry,
Kid Gloves, I'm back on my feet
Kid Gloves, The master to beat
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but cry
Kid Gloves, I'm back in the ring.
Kid Gloves, I'll fight anything
Kid Gloves I'll do anything but dive
Well, they burned me out of Quentin,
They've gone and placed their bets
I've got to throw a 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
Kid Gloves, I'm back out on the street
Kid Gloves, the master to beat
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but dive
Kid Gloves, I'm back in the ring
Kid Gloves, I'll fight anything
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but cry
Kid Gloves, I'm faster on my feet
Kid Gloves, the master to beat
Kid Gloves, I'll do anything but dive