Con Man

Lyrics
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 With your brother, you can beat 'em all Can beat 'em all Can beat 'em all, oh yeah Sister, tell your mister To hold on to his change Hustler, call him hustler Con man rides again Bandits, he's the bandit 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... Take it away, one money hungry night Your longs 're gonna be his guidin' lights He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about! Watch out! 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 If you're clever, you can beat 'em all Can beat 'em all Can beat 'em all, oh yeah Sister, tell your mister To hold on to his change Hustler, call him hustler Con man rides again Bandits, he's the bandit Settin' up a frame Sister, tell your mister To hold onto his brains! Con man's mastermindin' 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 He'll take it away One lonely hungry night Your longs 're gonna be his guidin' lights He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about! Watch out! He's the devil son Oh, he's the devils son Oh yeah Oh yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah. Yeah yeah yeah Sometimes I think I'm gonna study that game Be a Con man myself someday Just one thing botherin' me I might be conning myself by the way... It's a quarter past five and that's no lie I got robbed and alive, bye now Look out, he's spreadin' those doubts all about All about, yeah All about He's the devil son Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- George Kooymans
- Barry Hay