Ev'rybody's Got to Get Their Own

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came a-tumblin' after. After all was said and done Jack said, "this won't do." They went on down to the county court, and said, "I think we'll sue."

'Cause ev'rybody's got to get their own some way. It really doesn't matter how its done, as long as someone pays. Take it in cash it can't be traced. Ev'rybody says, "it's o. k." Break what you can, and bend the rest. That's how the game is played.

Now, Jack and Jill, they testified, and told just how they fell. Said that they were traumatized. The jury said, "Do tell." With pain and suff'ring on the list, and mental anguish too. The judge said, "How 'bout a million five?" and Jill cried out, "yahoo!"

'Cause ev'rybody's got to get their own some way. It really doesn't matter how its done, as long as someone pays. Take it in cash it can't be traced. Ev'rybody says, "it's o. k." Break what you can, and bend the rest. That's how the game is played.

Now, Jack and Jill, they own that hill far as the eye can see. They built a house right at the top. Livin' the life of lux'ry. They bought all they wanted then some more. Never seemed to be content. They hung out with rich and famous folks and spent and spent and spent.

'Cause ev'rybody's got to get their own some way. It really doesn't matter how its done, as long as someone pays. Take it in cash it can't be traced. Ev'rybody says, "it's o. k." Break what you can, and bend the rest. That's how the game is played.

I know you think the story's done, done, but, that's just not the case. You see, Jack and Jill were in a spill; the other guy went home in a neck brace. He went on down to the county court, and swore to tell the truth. The judge said, "I think they're liable; I hope a million five will do." Then he looked at Jack and said,.

'Cause ev'rybody's got to get their own some way. It really doesn't matter how its done, as long as someone pays. Take it in cash it can't be traced. Ev'rybody says, "it's o. k." Break what you can, and bend the rest. That's how the game is played.

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