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Reviewing the Situation

FAGIN:
A man's got a heart-hasn't he?
Joking apart-hasn't he?
And though I'd be the first one to say that I wasn't a saint
I'm finding it hard to be really as black as they paint

I'm reviewing the situation
Can a fellow be a villian all his life?
All the trials and tribulation
Better settle down and get myself a wife
And a wife would cook and sew for me
And come for me and go for me
(And go for me) and nag at me
The finger she would wag at me
The money she would take from me
A misery she'd make for me--
I think I'd better think it out again

A wife you can keep anyway
I'd rather sleep, anyway
Left without anyone in the world and I'm starting from now--
So how to win friends and to influence people, so how?

I'm reviewing the situation
I must quickly look up everyone I know
Titled people, with a station
Who can help me make a real impressive show
I will own a suite at Claridges
And run a fleet of carriages
And wave at all the duchesses
With friendlyness as much as is
Befitting of my new estate
"Good morrow to you, Magistrate!"
I think I'd better think it out again

So where shall I go? Somebody?
Who do I know? Nobody!
All my dearest companions have always been villians and thieves
So at my time of life I should start turning over new leaves

I'm reviewing the situation
If you want to eat you've got to earn a bob!
Is it such a humiliation
For a robber to perform an honest job?
So a job I'm getting possibly
I wonder who my boss'll be?
I wonder if he'll take to me?
What bonuses he'll make to me?
I'll start at eight and finish late
At normal rate and all--
But wait!
I think I'd better think it out again!

What happens when I'm seventy?
Must come a time--seventy!
When you're old and it's cold
And who cares if you live or you die
Your one cosolation's the money
You may have put by

I'm reviewing the situation
I'm a bad'un and a bad'un I shall stay
You'll be seeing no transformation
But it's wrong to be a rogue in every way
I don't want nobody hurt for me
Or made to do the dirt for me
This rotten life is not for me
It's getting far too hot for me
Don't want no one to rob for me
But who will find a job for me?
This rotten life is not for me
But who will change the scene for me?
I think I'd better think it out again!

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