Talk To My Lawyer

Tom: C

C
Well I was outside city hall

F
Slipped and took a terrible fall

G                                      C
Negligence on the part of I don't care who


I fell so hard I was seeing stars

F
Dollar signs fell from Mars

G                                      C
The man who helped me up said I should sue



F
He was a lawyer

C                       G   C
He was all out of breath




C
Once I had an accident

F
Not too bad, just a little dent

G                          C
A Mercedes hit me from the rear


A man walked out in a three piece suit

F
Asked if a thousand dollars would do

G                                C
I said let me think for a minute here


CHORUS
F
Gotta talk to my lawyer

C
I might have whiplash

G
I might have trauma

               C
Let's not talk petty cash

F
I've got a witness

C
Put a hand on the bible

G
Jury jury hallelujah

             C
You might be liable


Well my mama said 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 tell you mama, I've got a mind to sue


CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Mama that was vicious
Defamation of character, wrongful and malicious
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable, mama


Then I was trying to open up my map
Spilled my coffee on my lap
How was I to know that it was hot
Went back to that fast food place
To the manager with the happy face
Said I want the name of whoever brewed that pot

CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Think I've got a pretty good case
Get some crutches, maybe put on a neck brace
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable