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The Fixer Video (MV)




Performed By: Steppenwolf
Written by: KAY, PALMER




Steppenwolf - The Fixer Lyrics




Words and music by John Kay, Michael Palmer and Steve Palmer
Say the word if you need work done
Pick up the phone darlin', dial a prayer
You can call the man with the power in his hand

Well, you can just call the fixer, he still cares
For a couple of bucks, he will straighten your luck
For a little bit more, he will settle the score
For the right kind of dough, he will step on a toe

For a couple of grand, he will riddle your man
Can't get cash from all those deadbeats?
Can't get a witness to the crime?
And the cops are all at the doughnut shop

Well, you just call the fixer, he'll do fine
For a couple of bucks, he will straighten your luck
For a little bit more, he will settle the score
For the right kind of dough, he will step on a toe

For a couple of grand, he will riddle your man
You say your mind was on vacation
The day you signed your life away
And the judge ain't free until 1993
Well, you just call the fixer, he's got time
Repeat Chorus
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Words and music by John Kay, Michael Palmer and Steve Palmer
Say the word if you need work done
Pick up the phone darlin', dial a prayer
You can call the man with the power in his hand

Well, you can just call the fixer, he still cares
For a couple of bucks, he will straighten your luck
For a little bit more, he will settle the score
For the right kind of dough, he will step on a toe

For a couple of grand, he will riddle your man
Can't get cash from all those deadbeats?
Can't get a witness to the crime?
And the cops are all at the doughnut shop

Well, you just call the fixer, he'll do fine
For a couple of bucks, he will straighten your luck
For a little bit more, he will settle the score
For the right kind of dough, he will step on a toe

For a couple of grand, he will riddle your man
You say your mind was on vacation
The day you signed your life away
And the judge ain't free until 1993
Well, you just call the fixer, he's got time
Repeat Chorus
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: KAY, PALMER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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