Robben Ford & the Blue Line
Top of the Hill
No need to hide it, or to deny it,I'll never buy it 'cause I've learned your waysCome hook or crook you're gonna make it richYou're gonna scratch it if you got the itchAnd the people will know your nameAnd they'll do your willAt the top of your gameYour the man, the man on top of the hillYou like to tell me, things to compel meYour gonna sell me, on your best intentI know your really after fortune and fameAnd greed is greed by any other nameYou'll get what you want I knowAnd have time to killAnd every place you goYour the man, the man on top of the hillYou've got ambition, a strong ambitionYour on a mission to be number oneWhat ever it takes to get what you deserveNo one can stand against that kind of nerveAnd after they've nailed you inThey'll remember you still, the one who just had to winHe's the man, the man on top of the hillYour the man, way up on top of the hill
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