The Rub Lyrics

I know how much you hate to get up in the mornin'
But somebody's gotta make a move.
There's a parking lot full of Po-lice outside
And they all 'axed' of you.

He said "I might mislead you but I would n't ever lie to ya."
And I said "Well hell, that's the way it ought to be."
And he said "I never shot him. He shot himself,
While he was shootin' at me."

Hey there's a pitchfork sticking through the roof of the car
And both the headlights are busted out."
These people say they saw you runnin' away."
He said, "Hell, I was just going for help."

I hope somebody's writin' this down.
Let's get our story straight, boys, 'fore we get back to town. Delbert Mcclinton - The Rub - http://motolyrics.com/delbert-mcclinton/the-rub-lyrics.html
My guess is, he just went insane,
tried to swim away with too much change.
The Doctor said I can fix that for ya but it's gonna be awhile.
Just go on an' take a seat.
Try not to bleed on the carpet and
pull the door shut when you leave.

A singer/songwriter/massage therapist friend of mine
said y'all might be needin' a little help.
Now I'll drive your truck but I don't lift nothin'
and I room all by myself!

I hope somebody's writin' this down.
Let's get our story straight, boys, 'fore we get back to town.
Now all y'all witnessed what I said he done.
I hope he makes bail. I love it when they run.