| One day he’s a Greek
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| One day he’s Italian
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| He’s 42 years old
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| He’s George from Baltimore
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| He’s a hustler
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| Making money on the street every day
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| What he does with his dough
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| Is a mystery
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| It’s a shame Petey Reds thinks he’s gamblin'
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| Everybody knows George is gettin' high
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| But he’ll swear on his mother’s grave
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| That he spends all his dough
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| On the horses at the Pimlico
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| Hit 'em for 700 last night
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| Now he’s got his hand out
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| Somethin' ain’t right
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| You can call it profit
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| You can call it lost
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| If he gets that train back to Baltimore
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| 200,000 in counterfeit 50 dollar bills
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| George can turn a ten to a grand real quick
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| To spend on his medicine
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| He ain’t gettin' sick
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| His doc’s gotta Benz
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| A white girlfriend
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| Now the state’s gotta Benz
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| The country’s got a Benz 'cause
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| (she was working for him)
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| She could turn the lights out
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| Over at the White House
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| Still George has got to get his
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| Looking for a pocket for his 50 dollar bills
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| Looking for a thruway to his thrills
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| On the train ride back to Baltimore |