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What you gonna do when you're caught with your hand in the till? And who's gonna tell them that you won't when you probably will? If you're just a common crook who's the guy to sell your book? Who's the only man, can make you look like your nearly a saint When you ain't? Somebody better get me a spin doctor Somebody won't you call me a spin doctor Oh yeah, mmm Power broker suited, booted sitting on a gilded fence Lying and a-cheating and a-covering up the evidence But when the fingers start to point, who's the man to clean the joint? If only he'd been with me when I got in late the other night That's right! Somebody better get me a spin doctor Somebody won't you call me a spin doctor I know when I'm wrong that he'll make it right Adjusting the truth and making it look like a breeze Call that man for me please Napoleon wasn't short, he was only of diminished size! The Krays loved their Mother and a politician never lies! heh heh If perception leaves a nasty stain, he can make you white again SongtexteHe's a master of illusion turning dirty water into wine All the time! Somebody better get me a spin doctor Somebody won't you call me a spin doctor There's only one man, can turn it around My image is short, I don't wanna drown in this sleaze Hire that man for me please Down on my knees I'm begging you, please! Aus Songtexte Mania