Well, 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
I`m the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I`m down on my luck
And I`m down on my luck
And I`m down on my luck
Now I`m hiding in Honduras
I`m a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan