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)SourceThe script ran 0.002 seconds.
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