Ambulance Chaser
Album: At The Pigeon Club
By: Curtis & Reinhard
By: Curtis & Reinhard
Duration
3:46
Genres
Lyrics
Ambulance Chaser You drug me down Times Square, Tuesday morning You poured a little salt in every wound About that time, well I really couldn’t feel it, oh no You flipped a bill, your driver drug me home You got your lovers, your reporters, your disciples They pound their diamonds deep in your guitar You look so elegant, though you don’t know where you are, oh no The ship came in, you never let me know Ambulance Chaser! About Facer! And just in case you didn’t know The whole damn place will be better when you go You left me with my ass laid out on Broadway You left me with a picture that you signed You must have mistook me for the blind boy, your friend I’ll keep it with me, right until the end Ambulance Chaser! About Facer! And just in case you didn’t know The whole damn place will be better when you go