I went home with a 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
An 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
I'm hiding in Honduras - I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns, and money
The shit has hit the fan
Send lawyers, guns, and money...
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