The Scam Man
better count your fingers
truly he's a con man
for some are probably missing
after you shook his hand
young or old he shows no mercy
it's a crying shame
taking a honest man's hard earned money
in his never ending thieving game
so tired of his scams
trying to steal my dime
I keep holding to my wallet
cause that devil is always working overtime
just never seems to have enough
always taking more than he needs
the white collar con man
there's no limits to his greed
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