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When the city gets rough and youâve gotten tired of the rush
Iâve found you a home where itâs safe to roam
Iâm the real estate man, your real estate man
For the sake of the children and that darling wife of yours
Iâve found you a place got its own grocery store
Oh the deals in the can, trust the real estate man
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Iâm your real estate man and I do nothing but good
Iâve found you the perfect neighborhood
Ya, Iâm the real estate man, real estate man
Itâs just a little off the highway, you couldnât ask for more
Itâs no time from the office, the ramp ends at your front door
Iâll give ya a hand call the real estate man
Now you say your wifeâs a little worried about the prospect of gangs
My advice is go get a cat with twelve inch fangs
Now get on back to that tan and leave it to the real estate man
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Iâm your real estate man and I do nothing but good
Iâll clean up your neighborhood
Ya, Iâm your real estate man, real estate man
Now sometimes people ask me, âwhyâd you ever become a real estate man?â
Well early in my days it was strictly for the fans
âHot damn, there goes the real estate man!â
Well Iâll be honest with ya now and tell you the truth of the story
It has something to do with an ex-wife of mine and this musician she married
She left the real estate man so I came up with this plan
I thought Iâd put all those starving artists out on the street
Then sheâd come back begginâ at my feet
And Iâd say âwhoâs the real man but your real estate man?â
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Iâm your real estate man and I do nothinâ but good
Iâll clean up your neighborhood
Ya, Iâm your real estate man, real estate man
Iâm your real estate man and I do nothinâ but good
I found you the perfect neighborhood
Ya, Iâm the real estate man, real estate man
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- The Beach