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Yeah two feets they come a creepin' |
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Like a black cat do |
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And two bodies are laying naked |
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Creeper thinks he got nothin' to lose |
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So, he creeps up into this house yeah |
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And unlocks the door |
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And as a man's reaching for his trousers, |
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Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes |
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It's the saturday night special |
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Got a barrel that's so blue and cold |
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Ain't good for nothin' |
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But put a man six feet in the hole |
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Big jim's been drinkin' whiskey |
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And playin' poker on a losin' night |
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And pretty soon ol' jim starts a-thinkin' |
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Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' |
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So big jim commence to fightin' |
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I wouldn't tell you no lie |
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Big jim done pull his pistol |
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And shot his friend right between the eyes |
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It's the saturday night special |
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Got a barrel that's so blue and cold |
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Ain't good for nothin' |
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But put a man six feet in the hole |
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I'm gonna tell you what you |
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Can do with it too |
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Hand guns are made for killin' |
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They ain't no good for nothin' else |
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And if you like to drink your whiskey |
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You might even shoot yourself |
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So why don't we dump them people |
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To the bottom of the sea |
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Before some ol' fool come around here |
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Wanna shoot either you or me |
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It's the saturday night special |
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Got a barrel that's so blue and cold |
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Ain't good for nothin' |
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But put a man six feet in the hole |
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It's the saturday night special |
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Got a barrel that's so blue and cold |
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Ain't good for nothin' |
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But put a man six feet in the hole |
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Saturday night special |
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It's the saturday night special |
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It's the saturday night special |
