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Well, I killed my dad in a con gone bad Nearly drank myself to death But when he died he said Lou had the cake So I caught a bus headin' west I saw the numbers running through a small cafe And I knew I'd find my Uncle Lou That's when Ed stepped up He said pick a card Shape the con before it shapes you Who sent ya'? Sam fuckin' Peckinpah Yeah who sent ya'? Who sent ya'? Who sent ya'? Sam fuckin' Peckinpah Yeah who sent ya'? Now I met my uncle for the very first time And he sent me on a con with Ed So we came callin' on his girl Dianne A blonde grifter dressed in red I guess pigeon dropping was the name of the game And I had to pay my dues Well, fun time, family fun was the plan Shape the con before it shapes you

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