SONG: Dirty Rotten Number
ARTIST: David Yazbek

From the musical, Dirty Rotten Scoundrels

Intro:

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             Cm7  
You may be master of
     Cm6        Cm7   Cm6     
Your chosen occupation
                  Cm7  
With several strings of
     Cm6                  D    G7b5/C#
Polo ponies in your stable 
           Cm7            Eb  
You must remember all the same
            Abadd9
That at the crux of every game
           C#7
Is knowing when it's time
             Gm7b5
To leave the table.

           Cm7        F9  
And it's important to be artful
        Cm7   F9  
in your exit 
              Eb  
No turning back, you must accept
Eb/G            Ab13
the con is done,
            F#maj7#11
But now and then, you might recall
            F9
The moments when you had it all 
        C#9
You had the charm,
You had the talent
        G7(no3)
And, my God, you had some fun.

         Cm9            F9  
It was a ball, it was a blast
           Cm9               F9  
And it's a shame it couldn't last,
       Ebadd9
But ev'ry chapter has to end,
          D     C#  
You must agree.
         Cm9           Eb  
It was a joy, it was sublime,
           Abadd9
A splendid way to earn a dime
      C#7              G7(no3)    
For a dirty rotten guy like 
Cm9   F9   Cm9   F9  
me.

Dm9   G9   Dm9   G9  


              Dm9         G9  
When you look back on all your
              Dm9         G9  
conquests and deceptions
             F  
You see a thousand flawless pearls
F/A      Bb13
set in a strand,
         G#maj7#11
Laid out from Biarritz to Rome,
            G9
Each one as perfect as a poem 
Eb9
An opus to be proud of though it's
A7(no3)
written in the sand.

         Dm9            G9  
It was a ball, it was a thrill,
            Dm9                G9  
You had the grace, you had the skill
        Fadd9
To know exactly what to say
              E   Eb  
And what to do.
             Dm9            F  
You wouldn't trade a single day
           Bbadd9
Or have it any other way 
  Eb9              A7(no3)   
A dirty rotten guy like 
Bb9
me.


It's almost a religion 
    Ebmaj7
The need to take a pigeon
       Bb9
And to play your part
                  Ebmaj7
With elegance and zest

                 C#7
But when it's time to fold the act
         F#add9
And your duffel bag is packed
     F9
Take comfort in the fact
That you've been
A#9#11           A7#5
working with the best.

D#9#11

   A7#9       Dm9        G9  
It was a blast, it was a ball
         Dm9          G9  
It was a gas, I loved it all
         Fadd9
'Cause I was hanging with the man
                 E   Eb  
And that's a plus.

                    Dm9  
You've got the verve
                    F  
You've got the guts 
                    Bbadd9
You've go the nerve 

You've got the nuts!
              Eb9
I guess we're dirty rotten crooks, 

Dirty rotten shnooks 
A7           A#7#5  
Dirty rotten guys
Oh

             D#7#9           Ab9  
It was a trip, it was a blast
             D#7#9             Ab9  
It was a shame it couldn't lsat
              F#
'Cause it was almost
                         Ab7
Too prodigious to discuss.


                B9               A#7#5  
So we got screwed for fifty grand 

               A13              Ab9  
I think we still deserve a hand 

      B9  
Dirty
      B9   
Rotten
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Guys 

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Like us!

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