Well, I lost you at the border, when you crossed it Had your number, baby, but I lost it I know your love, was just a flimflam
Well, you can't pull the wool over me, cause I'm a confidence man
I can talk old ladies, out of all of their money I can talk young girls, into calling me honey You can talk all you want, baby, but I got fast hands
I know your mother Taught you how to bake a pie, and read a book Your daddy Taught you how to tell a lie, and not get shook
Let me tell you somethin', baby You better learn, If you're gonna con the con man, You're liable to get burned
Now, now, now, We were stretched out on the floor, baby, it's all elastic But you stretched it too tight, and it snapped like plastic, and the pieces went flying across the badlands.
Well, you can't pull the wool over me, 'cause I'm a confidence man.
Now, maybe Chicago, is where you're bound But love is a cheap perfume, it hangs around And you roll the dice, now let the bet stand
Well, you can't pull the wool over me, 'cause I'm a confidence man Well, you can't pull the wool over me, 'cause I'm a confidence man. Well, you can't pull the wool over me,
Compositor: John R Hiatt ECAD: Obra #22784799 Fonograma #18004160