Traders In the Night

Last Updated on Monday, 29 November 1999 18:00

Veinarmory-Blog - Song Parody

Sung to the tune of Strangers In the Night with apologies to the memory of Frank Sinatra.

Insiders on the right exchanging stock tips
wond’ring in the night about the blue chips
we’d be making cash before the night was through

something in your lies was so inviting
something in your plan was so exciting
something in my heart told me I must buy too

Traders in the night two greedy people
we were traders in the night
up to the moment when we said our first hi/low

little did we know
wealth was just a glance away
a warm embracing chance away

and ever since that climb we’ve been together
lovers at first buy, going up forever
it turned out so right for traders in the night

Watchdogs on the right, they should have trained you,
Watchdogs on the right, and now I blame you,
since I lost my home, and my mercedes too.

Cause when I returned to my poor holdings,
and watched their worth imploding.

I became a worthless cog,

a crazy, fearful, dirt poor dog.

Now whenever you’re in sight, it’s so upsetting
with every downward bite, it’s me you’re getting

my accounts are light, my trader in the night.