I went home with a 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, hiyah!

An innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck between a 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

I'm hiding in honduras, I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns, and money
The shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns, and money
Send lawyers, guns, and money

Send lawyers, guns, and money, hiyah!
Send lawyers, guns, and money, ow!


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Lawyers, Guns And Money Lyrics as written by Warren William Zevon

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    I've acquired a live Warren album.

    I hope to be a lawyer. Then sing this and dedicate it to my dad. But keep the part about being a lawyer quiet on my yearly or whatever gigs.

    But I live in Savannah. I'm going to change gambling in Havannah to Savannah.

    I've caught panic play this, presumably in Savannah and they haven't done this.

    A couple times of years we have tourists, random idea I had.

    bkabbotton December 24, 2013   Link

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