[I honestly (really) hadn't
Ford Prefect's nice ditty when I posted a BOTCHED version of this on a highly reputable and respected website that I often been know to erh uhm frequent. This might be a much better venue for it and since my old Pal, Ford

got the already got the ball rolling...]
Here was my version of the classice Steve Miller jam, dedicated to the Stars demolition of Real Salt Lak last night ]
This here’s a story about two Dudes, Djorn and Lagos
They took a chance, rolled the dice, knowin’ was “do or die”
Some folks called em crazy, and was askin’ em why
Those two Minnesota boys, with hunger in their bellies, Stars in their eyes
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
They took that ca$h and headed down to Ole Salk Lake
Took their posse with em, to Tinto on the Rio
Took it to the local boys, yeah and they had their way with ‘em
Outmanned, outgunned, now some folks are askin’ just how could that be, oh?
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Now Mr. that Mister J. Kries, he did the best that he could
You know that he believed his young guns were ready
He had trained em right, he had trained em good
But those Du Nord boys were just too determined, too steady
They got the money, hey
You know they got away
They headed back North and they’re still laughin’ today
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Oooh, oooh, oooh!