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It was a hot and steamy night, |
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Then frankie pulled his gun in sight. |
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He said, 'now suzi, don't you lie. |
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Did stevey, did he catch you with another guy?' |
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Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. |
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Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, |
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It's goin' through ya. |
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He told her that he had been true, |
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And that he'd never made her blue, no. |
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So don't go sayin' stevey's a liar, |
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Girl, i've got my finder on a hair-trigger wire. |
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Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. |
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Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, |
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It's goin' through ya. |
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Bye, bye, bye, suzi. |
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So long girl. |
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Those gunshots echoed through the town. |
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Oh frankie threw his shotgun down. |
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That roof had moonlight shinin' through. |
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She said she'd never, never, never, make him blue, yea. |
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Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. |
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Standing in the line of fire it's comin' to ya, |
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Standing in the line of fire it's gonna shoot ya. |
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It's goin' through ya. |
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Bye, bye, bye, suzi. |
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So long. |