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
  the way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension
  Stand and deliver- your money or your life
  try and use a mirror no 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?
  it's kind of tough to tell a scruff the big mistake he's making
  Stand and deliver- your money or your life
  try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife
  and even though you fool your souls
  your conscience will be 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
  throw your safety overboard and join our insect nation
  Stand and deliver- your money or your life
  try and use a mirror no bullet or a knife
  and even though you fool your souls
  your conscience will be mine
  da diddley qa qa da diddley qa qa [repeat over chorus]
  Stand and deliver- your money or your life
  Stand and deliver- your money or your life...