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Intro

 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 ev'ry 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

me.

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

A#9#11working with the best.

D#9#11

 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.

 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 shnooks

Dirty rotten guys

Oh

 It was a trip, it was a blast

 It was a shame it couldn't lsat

 'Cause it was almost

 Too prodigious to discuss.

 So we got screwed for fifty grand

 I think we still deserve a hand

 Dirty

 Rotten

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