Talk To My Lawyer

Pretty simple pattern here: each verse is [C] [F] [G], and each chorus is [F] [C] [G] [C]. Drop
your pinkie on the high E string if you'd like.

[C]Well I was outside city hall

[F]Slipped and took a terrible fall

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

I fell so hard I was seeing stars

[F]Dollar signs fell from Mars

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

[F]He was a lawyer

[C]He was all out of breath[G]    [C]

[C]Once I had an accident

[F]Not too bad, just a little dent

[G]A Mercedes hit me from the [C]rear

A man walked out in a three piece suit

[F]Asked if a thousand dollars would do

[G]I said let me think for a minute [C]here

[F]Gotta talk to my lawyer

[C]I might have whiplash

[G]I might have trauma

Let's not talk [C]petty cash

[F]I've got a witness

[C]Put a hand on the bible

[G]Jury jury hallelujah

You might be [C]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

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

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