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', '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,