The Gambler and the Scrounger

Dirty hands
Dirty hands and greedy eyes
Give him an inch
Give him an inch and he'll take miles
Lying words
Lying words, a covered face
Don't believe a word he says

Who kills his mother for a dollar?
Who never cares for one another?
Who likes to drink a whiskey sour?
It's the gambler and the scrounger
Don't you know?

On your knees
Down on your knees to make him look bigger
Turn your back
Turn your back and he pulls the trigger
Congratulate
Congratulate, it was a pleasure
The lie detector reached the limit
That it could measure

Who kills his mother for a dollar?
Who never cares for one another?
Who likes to drink a whiskey sour?
It's the gambler and the scrounger
Don't you know?

Who kills his mother for a dollar?
Who never cares for one another?
Who likes to drink a whiskey sour?
But underneath he is a coward
Who kills his mother for a dollar?
Who never cares for one another?
Who likes to drink a whiskey sour?

It's the gambler and the scrounger, Baby
It's the gambler and the scrounger, Baby
It's the gambler and the scrounger
Don't you know?



Credits
Writer(s): Kenan özdemir, Levent özdemir, Ramin Safarabadi
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