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Dirty Rotten Number

This song is by David Yazbek.

You may be master of your chosen occupation
With several strings of
Polo ponies in your stable
You must remember all the same
That at the crux of every game
Is knowing when it's time to leave the table

And it's important to be artful in your exit
No turning back, you must accept the con is done
But now and then, you might recall
The moments when you had it all
You had the charm, you had the talent
And, my God, you had some fun

It was a ball, it was a blast
And it's a shame it couldn't last
But every chapter has to end
You must agree
It was a joy, it was sublime
A splendid way to earn a dime
For a dirty rotten guy like me

When you look back on all your
Conquests and deceptions
You see a thousand flawless pearls set in a strand
Laid out from Biarritz to Rome
Each one as perfect as a poem
An opus to be proud of though it's written in the sand

It was a ball, it was a thrill
You had the grace, you had the skill
To know exactly what to say
And what to do
You wouldn't trade a single day
Or have it any other way
A dirty rotten guy like you

It's almost a religion
The need to take a pigeon
And to play your part
With elegance and zest

But when it's time to fold the act
And your duffel bag is packed
Take comfort in the fact
That you've been working with the best

It was a blast, it was a ball
It was a gas, I loved it all
'Cause I was hanging with the man
And that's a plus

Aw, Freddy
You've got the verve
You've got the guts
You've go the nerve
You've got the nuts!
I guess we're

Dirty rotten crooks
Dirty rotten schnooks

It was a trip, it was a blast
It was a shame it couldn't last
'Cause it was almost
Too prodigious to discuss

So we get screw for fifty grand
I think we still deserve a hand

Dirty rotten guys
Like us!

Written by:

David N Yazbek

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