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How’s your Hedge Fund now Baby
By walt | December 31, 2009
How’s your Hedge Fund now Baby by walt stewart c 2009
Momma’s holding kitchen court there’s nothing to eat
Says she’s got to rest her weary feet
Ain’t seen it this bad since Papa lost the still
When the tea pot boiled over on the S & L bill
Chorus: and Momma said to Daddy
How’s your hedge fund now baby
You still think it’s just an accident
It’s seven come eleven with side effects
these money changers got no horse sense
She says it’s a mater of g-eights dysfunction
Playing Texas hold-em at the g-twenty junction
It’s no fun trimming hedges in the big apple
When blind credit raters take over the chapel
Chorus:
In walked the judge wearing his derivative suit
Money leaking from the soul of his boot
Daddy say’s to Momma where’d you get this crap
She Says been doing my banking at the Laundromat
Chorus
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