Your Latest Trick

Dire Straits

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    All the late night bargains have been struck
    Between the satin beaus and their belles
    And prehistoric garbage trucks
    Have the city to themselves
    Echoes roars of dinosaurs
    They're all doing the monster mash
    And most of the taxis, most of the whores
    Are only taking calls for cash

    I don't know how it happened
    It all took place so quick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

    My door was standing open
    Security was laid back and lax
    But it was only my heart got broken
    You must have had a pass key made out of wax
    You played robbery with insolence
    And I played the blues on twelve bars down on Lover's Lane
    And you never did have any intelligence to use
    The twelve keys hanging off my chain

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    I don't know how it happened
    It all took place so quick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

    Now it's past last call for alcohol
    Past recall has been here and gone
    The landlord finally paid us off
    The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
    And we're standing outside of this wonderland
    Looking so bereaved and so bereft
    Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands
    The bottle's empty and there's nothing left

    I don't know how it happened
    It was faster than the eye could flick
    But all I can do is hand it to you
    And your latest trick

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    Composition: Mark Knopfler

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