CBS - Steal With Style lyrics

I bet you wonder why I let that rich man by And pa**ed up all his money with a smile A sittin' duck you say I let him get away Oh the answer is I steal with style I steal with style. I don't come up and rob Like some dumb country slob I let my treasure dangle for a while I let my treasure lay and flatter it away Oh the answer is I steal with style. With my dark face on I am the bandit of the woods And when I'm him it's easier to snatch the stolen goods But with Jamie Lockhart, the thievin' ain't the same It's a finaglin' anglin' game So I let that rich man go (why?) Because I truly know That place of his must be a treasure pile I'll ride out to his house and play some cat and mouse And I promise you I'll steal with style On the evening I was born the stars were lookin' fine It was written in those stars that I was gonna shine I was born for fakin' and takin' come what may In my finaglin' anglin' way So I guess it's just my fate To always be first rate To out fox all them hunters by a mile I'll hit that rich man's farm and ladle out my charm And I promise you, Oh yes I promise you I guarantee to you I'll steal with style!