| Ooh, he’s a sly one
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| He’s a razamataz man
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| He flew in from Singapore
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| On a flying junk man
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| Ooh, he’s a devil
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| Ooh, and the devil’s gonna bring you down
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| Ooh, he’s a stalwart
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| With a heavy load on
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| He’s got a finger in everyone’s pie
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| And he’s got what you want
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| Ooh, he’s a salesman
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| Ooh, and his goods are gonna bring you down
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| He’s never got the stuff
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| If you ever come to him without money
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| He hasn’t got the time
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| For the people who are down on their knees
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| But if the price is right
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| You won’t be asking him where it came from
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| Ooh, he’s a remnant
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| From the swingin' sixties
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| He pushed his load down the Kings Road
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| To the Chelsea Potter
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| Ooh, he’s a snow job
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| Ooh, and his shovels gonna cover you |