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    Con Man

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    Добавлена 14 февраля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Текст песни Con Man
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    He split the racket, to operate on his own
    He set them up, stripped them and then he was gone
    He's a Robin Hood of a new century
    If you're rich and dumb, you bleed, boy
    Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws
    Profits from both sides of the law
    I feel sympathy for his philosophy
    If you're clever you can beat them all
    Sister, tell your mister, to hold on to his change
    Hustler, call him hustler, Con man rides again
    Bandits, he's the bandits, settin' up a frame
    Sister, tell your mister, to hold onto his brains
    Con man's mastermindin' on a brand new heist
    Blueprintin' through the secret files
    Your tune ain't gonna be so nice
    When he gets through with you
    There's just one thing left to do
    Cause he'll take it away
    One money hungry night
    Your longs are gonna be his guidin' lights
    He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out
    Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about
    Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws
    Profits from both sides of the law
    I feel sympathy for his philosophy
    If you're clever you can beat them all
    Sister, tell your mister, to hold on to his change
    Hustler, call him hustler, Con man rides again
    Bandits, he's the bandits, settin' up a frame
    Sister, tell your mister, to hold onto his brains
    Con man's masturbatin' on a brand new heist
    Somebody's in for a big surprise
    Your wrongs are gonna be his rights
    When a pro's at a con, he's the devil's son
    Cause he'll take it away
    One money hungry night
    Your longs are gonna be his guidin' lights
    He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out
    Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about
    He's the devil's son, he's the devil's son
    Sometimes I think I'm gonna study that game
    Be a Con man myself some day
    Just one thing's botherin' me
    I might be conning myself, by the way
    It's a quarter past five, and that's no lie
    I'm glad we're all still alive, goodbye now
    Look out, he's spreadin' those doubts all about
    He's the devil, son
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