The Hold-Up Rag/Dangerous Nan McGrew



Hands up! Hands up! 
Stick 'em up, everybody
And now we do the hold-up rag! 
All aboard! 
Look out! It's the hold-up rag! 

Betty Boop:
Mister Engineer, now look a-here
There's someone down there on the track (Yeah?) 
See that wicked eye? 
He's out to do or die 
Hear his pistol going crack? 
Hold your watch and chain
And stop the train
Put on the brakes and let her drag
For you certainly got to hand it 
To that gentlemanly bandit 
When he makes you do the hold-up rag! 

Bimbo:
Hands up! Hands up! 
Everybody, hands up! 
Get out and do that hold-up rag! 
Make it snappy there
Go into your dance
Don't you hide that diamond in your pants! 
Easy there 
Shell out, shell out! 
Don't you dare to yell out 
Drop your pearls and diamonds in the bag
All aboard! 
Look out! It's the hold-up rag! 

Betty Boop:
I'm Dangerous Nan, the sister of Dan McGrew 
Believe it or not
My father and brother were tough
But I'm the toughest one of the lot

I'm Dangerous Nan McGrew
Pipe down or I'll fill you with lead
I'm harder than nails and lucky as hell 
When I shoot at a body, it's dead

Bring me a barrel of whiskey
A barrel of good old Three Star 
A handful of tacks for a chaser 
And a light for this lousy cigar 

Who told you you were tough? 
Why, you couldn't frighten a baby! 
So, cut out this stunt, you poor little runt 
Before I forget I'm a lady! 

I'm Dangerous Nan, the sister of Dan McGrew 
Believe it or not
My father and brother were tough
But I'm the toughest one of the lot

I'm dangerous Nan McGrew
Say, who are you making a goat of? 
Come home and take care of your seventeen kids 
Or I'll crown you with this locomotive!