Dec

5

Well I was shortin’ the spooz
Down in the pit with the blues,
Had some sells on the NASDAQ too,
When in walked a man
With some buys in his hand
And he was looking for you know who
He said, hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin’ to prove?
Cause that’s my market there
And we’re all bulls down here
So this might be it for you.

I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin’ like a leaf on a tree.
cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad Bull just
Buyin’ those spooz from me.
I said, wait a minute, mistress
She didn’t even listen.
Don’t want no trouble with you.
And I know you don’t owe me
But I wish you’d let me
Ask one favor from you.

Won’t you give me three points,
Gimme three points mistress
Gimme three points towards the floor?
Gimme three points
Gimme three points mistress,
And I’ll never short you no more.

Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the spooz moved toward the floor.
And I’m telling you son,
Well, it ain’t no fun
Bein short from a ninety-four.
Well she turned and dropped them to new lows
And that’s the break I was looking for.
Yea, you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.

Won’t you give me three points,
Gimme three points mistress
Gimme three points towards the floor?
Gimme three points
Gimme three points mistress,
And I’ll never short you no more.


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