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I've come to the inescapable conclusion that many (if not most) of the equity analysts on Wall Street do not have the best interests of Joe Q. Public in mind when they offer up stock recommendations in the media, or more noticeably, as talking "heads" on the major financial news television programming. So, as we come across them, let's post all of these absolutely absurd "target" prices and equally worthless "recommendations" from these "Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves"... Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves Cher I was born in the wagon of a traveling show My momma used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little Gospel Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good Gypsies, tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies, tramps and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down Picked up a boy just south of Mobile Gave him a ride, filled him with a hot meal I was 16, he was 21 Rode with us to Memphis And Papa woulda shot 'im if he knew what he'd done Gypsies, tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies, tramps and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I never had schoolin' but he taught me well With his smooth, Southern style Three months later I'm a gal in trouble And I haven't seen him for a while I haven't seen him for a while She was born in the wagon of a traveling show Her momma used to dance for the money they'd throw Grandpa would do whatever he could Preach a little Gospel Sell a couple bottles of Dr. Good Gypsies, tramps and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us Gypsies, tramps and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down Gypsies, tramps and thieves Gypsies, tramps and thieves KJC | ||||||||||||
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