J.T. Lewis - Mistrial lyrics

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J.T. Lewis - Mistrial lyrics

When I was six, I had my first lady When I was eight, my first drink When I was fourteen, I was speeding in the streets What could anybody say to me? You can call me Mister, you can call me Sir But don't you point your finger at me I want a mistrial to clear my name I want a mistrial in front of the people I want a mistrial to clear my name I want to bring my case to the people of New York City When I was thirty, my attitude was bad If I said differently it'd be a lie But there's some smarts you learn down in the street That a college education can't buy You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir But don't you point your finger at me, oh Oh, I want a mistrial to clear my name I want a mistrial in front of the people I want a mistrial to clear my name I want to bring my case to in front of the people at New York City You can call me Mister, or you can call me Sir But don't you point your finger at me, yeah I want a mistrial to clear my name I want a mistrial in front of the people, I, I I want a mistrial to clear my name I want to bring my case to the people at New York City And I said "M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L", mistrial In front of all the people I said "M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L", mistrial In front of the people of New York City Mistrial .... the people of New York City I said mistrial "M-I-S-T-R-I-A-L"