Intro
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Here's a tale about courtroom drama, it happened in my town
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It's the whole truth and nothin' but the truth or may the Good Lord strike me down
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The prosecutor was a-passin' gas so the story goes
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I was sittin' right there in the front row chair and I couldn't believe my nose
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"Odor in the court," said the judge, "let's take a short recess
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Open up the windows and turn on the fan, lemme outa here, yes,
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Somebody's guilty and it wasn't me and my temper's runnin' short
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I'm a-goin' where I can get some air, there's an odor in the court."
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The defendant's eyes were a-burnin' as he stepped up to the bench
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He said "Your Honor I wanna testify in my own defense
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I'm innocent of all these charges, I ain't no common felon
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I didn't shoot no crank I didn't rob no bank and I didn't do what you're a-smellin'"
[chorus]
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"Odor in the court," said the judge, "let's take a short recess
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Open up the windows and turn on the fan, lemme outa here, yes,
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Somebody's guilty and it wasn't me and my temper's runnin' short
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I'm a-goin' where I can get some air, there's an odor in the court."
[verse]
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Everybody went to lunch, it's written in the log
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The D.A. eased his tummy quease with a pound of cheese and a root beer freeze form Sara Lee's and a chili dog
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B couple of hours later, when the food was all digested
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He let 'er rip again from a-way down in and then the prosecution rested
[chorus]
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"Odor in the court," said the judge, "let's take a short recess
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Open up the windows and turn on the fan, lemme outa here, yes,
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Somebody's guilty and it wasn't me and my temper's runnin' short
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I'm a-goin' where I can get some air, there's an odor in the court."
[verse]
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"Has the jury reached a verdict?" "Yes Your Honor Sir
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He's as guilty as hell and you can throw him in jail, now could we get out of here?"
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The defendant's mother smiled, nobody there could blame 'er
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"My son didn't win but I'm proud of him, he survived your gas chamber"
[chorus]
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"Odor in the court," said the judge, "let's take a short recess
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Open up the windows and turn on the fan, lemme outa here, yes,
A E
Somebody's guilty and it wasn't me and my temper's runnin' short
[outro]
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I'm a-goin' where I can get some air, there's an odor in the court."
- 1. Chord Gitar Doodoo Wah - Odor In The Court Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Doodoo Wah - Odor In The Court Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan