Talk To My Lawyer

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well, I was walking outside of City Hall
 I slipped & I had a terrible fall
 It was negligence on the part of I don't care who
 I fell so hard I was seeing stars
 dollar signs and men from Mars
 And the man who helped me up said I ought to sue
 He was a lawyer
 he was all out of breath
 Well, Once I had an accident
 not too bad just a little dent
 A new Mercedes hit me from the rear
 A man got out in a 3 piece suit & asked if a thousand dollars would do
 I said, "Well, let me think for a minute here"
 I'm gonna talk to my lawyer
 I might have whiplash
 I might have trauma
 let's not talk petty cash
 I've got a witness
 to put a hand on the Bible
 Jury jury hallelujah
 you might be liable
 Well, My Momma said to Uncle Jim
 "I just don't know what's wrong with him
 That son of mine is a no-good big wazoo"
 Well, I have never overheard
 such a bunch of slanderous words
 I'll tell you Momma
 I've got a mind to sue
 I'm gonna talk to my lawyer
 Momma, that was vicious
 Defamation of character
 wrongful and malicious
 I've got a witness
 to put a hand on the Bible
 Jury jury hallelujah
 you might be liable, Mama
 Well, I was trying to open up my map
 when I spilled some coffee on my lap
 How was I supposed to know it was going to be hot?
 I went back to that fast food place
 to the manager with the happy face
 I said, "I want the name of whoever brewed that pot"
 I'm gonna talk to my lawyer
 I think I've got a pretty good case
 All I need are some crutches
 maybe I'll put on a neck brace
 I've got a witness
 to put a hand on the Bible
 Jury jury hallelujah
 somebody's liable

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Duration
02:24
Key
4
Tempo
140 BPM

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