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With blood shot eyes And bleedin' hands I put my new suit In the cleaners again Took the first buss I didn't look back Lungs long blowin' Like a smoke stack Hair fallin' out As the wind blows through it My horse ran second Just like I knew it would Overflowin' ashtray Yay And the Officer said Better get a lawyer son Better get a real good one Get yourself a suit and tie Get your hair cut way up high Get yourself a lawyer son Better get a real good one I got legs I can walk All the way down the dirt track I fell Down Letras de cancionesI got up I turned around then I walked back I walked to the sea I stood there, looked for a sign It took time But it came I added up and took What was mine Better get a lawyer son Better get a real good one Don't drop the soap Don't smoke no dope Get yourself a lawyer son Your gonna need a good one To getcha outa this one From Letras Mania