Stand and deliver!      I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mention   I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention   The devil take your stereo and your record collection! (oh-oh)   The way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension!      Stand and deliver your money or your life!   Try to use a mirror not a bullet or a knife!      I'm the dandy highwayman so sick of easy fashion   The clumsy boots, peek-a-boo roots that people think so dashing   So what's the point of robbery when nothing is worth taking? (oh oh)   It's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making      Stand and deliver your money or your life!   Try to use a mirror not a bullet or a knife!      And even though you fool your soul   Your conscience will be mine   All mine      We're the dandy highwaymen so tired of excuses   Of deep meaning philosophies where only showbiz loses   We're the dandy highwaymen and here's our invitation (oh oh)   "Throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation"      Stand and deliver your money or your life!   Try to use a mirror not a bullet or a knife!      And even though you fool your soul   Your conscience will be mine   All mine      Qua qua da diddley qua qua da diddley   Qua qua da diddley qua qua da diddley      Stand and deliver your money or your life!   Stand and deliver your money or your life!   (repeat til end)