Lawyers, Guns and Money

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, ha

I'm the 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

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

(Alright) send lawyers guns and money, huh, hey

Send lawyers guns and money, uh

Send lawyers guns and money, hit it

Send lawyers guns and money, ooh, heyuh

Heyuh
Yeah

Uh

Alright



Credits
Writer(s): Warren Zevon
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