Lawyers, Guns And Money Lyrics

Meat Loaf

I went home with the waitress, the way I always do How was I to know, she was with the Russians, too? I was gambling in Havana, I took a little risk Send lawyers, guns and money, dad, get me out of this
I'm the innocent bystander Somehow I got stuck between the rock and a hard place And I'm down on my luck, yes I'm down on my luck Well I'm down on my luck
All right, send lawyers, guns and money Send lawyers, guns and money Send lawyers, guns and money Send lawyers, guns and money Yeah, yeah, yeah

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