I’m not your everyday burglar
I’m not your everyday crook
I’m not your nine to five conman
I wrote my own book

I’m talkin’ ’bout a code here
I work you pay
I’m a real class act
I’ll go all the way

I stay on my feet
where another man drops

I’m a bonafide locksmith
I’ve got a degree
Some say I’m a fraud
Some say I ain’t me

I’ve got an old stethoscope
Both smooth and refined
I’ll crack your nut
But your problems ain’t mine

I dare to proceed
Where another man stops
I’m the man for the job

I like to dig tunnels
I like to drill holes
I like to speed things up
That’s how I roll

I come highly recommended
My teeth are reel
I charge by the hour
I drive an automobile

Where you go down
Is where I go up
I’m the man for the job