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It's a mystery to me The game commences For the usual fee Plus expenses Confidential information It's in a diary This is my investigation It's not a public inquiry I go checking out the report Digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts In the line of work Treachery and treason There's always an excuse for it And when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got At the end of the day? What have you got To take away? A bottle of whisky And a new set of lies Blinds on the window And a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life No compensation Private investigations