Mister Rabbitsfoot

Black suit, red tie
Fast cars, fat cigars
Cool, collected, confidence
No worries, cause he's going far
Every morning, same routine
Suit and tie on, looking clean
Checks his stocks, he's feeling good
He's the man they call Mister Rabbitsfoot

Watch what you believe
He watches his own needs
And when he gets to you
He's on his way up to
He's on his way up to the top
Now stop

Hustle bustle, city street
Strutting, dollars on his feet
He's a man of finer things
Gold watch, silver rings
He's in control of every occasion
Speaks Spanish, German, and Malaysian
Everywhere he goes, everybody knows
He's a winning man

Watch what you believe
He watches his own needs
And when he gets to you
He's on his way up to
There's not a thing you can do
When he's on his way to you



Credits
Writer(s): Connell Phillips
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