Whatever It Takes

I've passed the long hot summer by robbing local banks and though I'm a newcomer, I've risen through the ranks But if I must be candid, the money that I stole, the acting like a bandit, was just to reach a goal Although you now police me and hold me in your jail, you will no doubt release me, once I have told my tale, and demonstrated sorrow, and led you to my stash, gave banks that 'let' me 'borrow' back ill-begotten cash The notes I passed were fakes. My weapons? Plastic toys! Are real one's what it takes to meet the Hardy Boys??