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Shel Silverstein - Dirty Ol' Me lyrics
Well I was sittin' up in my crane leftin' boulders in the rain Can't get promoted no matter what I do Ah when the forman he comes around and he yells up from the ground He says hold that load up there for a minute or two Cause I got to check some gear down here below So whatever you do with them rocks just don't let go Just don't let go just don't let go Sittin' by his desk drinkin' coffee it seems that he got hit by a rock or three They're puttin' my name on the door where his name was before Oh dirty ol' me say dirty ol' me Now my best friend had confessed that his life had been a mess Yeah when he was young he robbed the bank and then ran But now he lives an honest life and he's got a lovely wife But still it hurts to be a wanted man But he said nobody knows about it but my friends and kin And I know a none of them would ever turn me in They'd never turn me in they'd never turn me in I'm slouchin' on his couch drinkin' his whiskey Well it seems somebody called the police on he And between the hugs and kisses that I'm gettin' from his Mrs I think oh dirty ol' me dirty ol' me And then of course it follows I found a suitcase full of dollars About fifteen thousand of 'em more or less And inside there was a note that some poor old lady wrote Givin' me her name and her address And it said if lost finder please return without hesitation Cause I've been savin' this money for fifteen years Strippin' and sufferin' and takin' in washin' Scrubbin' floors and sellin' flowers in the snow And now I need it for a serious operation a serious operation a serious operation Now I'm layin' on the beach in Acapulco got enough money to last till I'm ninety-three And I'm eatin' enchilidas served by lovely signoritas Thinkin' oh dirty ol' me thinkin' dirty ol' me (Yeah I can't face myself aw y'know but when you really think about it I mean that foreman I mean he had compensation and prob'ly could use the rest And y'know my friend'll prob'ly feel a lot better When he pays his debt to society and won't have that pressure on him Y'know and that old lady y'know if there was such an old lady It prob'ly was a false note anyway But if there was she she can get MediCare they've got I mean I'm not tryin' to make excuses or nothin' y'know I mean I mean I can't stand to look at myself sometimes I mean I-I feel the guilt honey pass me some more of that tequila I 'm just tryin' to forget dirty ol' me Yeah just move a little closer yeah Some o'them frijoles I love frijoles yeah I want Yeah I-I got the money right here yeah) |
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