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Was a fast tough woman, loved to play the clown |
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You won't do nothin' about it |
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Break a good boy's resistance down |
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Know she's got a pistol |
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Laid it down on me |
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She said shoot shoot, shoot it boy |
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You gotta shoot it for me |
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Trust me like she was worth it |
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Never knew I was her kill |
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And two forty five's would do the trick and pay the bills |
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Know she's got a pistol |
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Laid it down on me |
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And she said shoot shoot, shoot it boy |
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You gotta shoot it for me |
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I've really got to get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here |
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Holdin' out in my hotel room |
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Police they finally come |
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Had her as the prosecution |
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And my prints upon the gun |
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Know she's got a pistol |
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Laid it down on me |
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And she said shoot shoot, shoot it boy |
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Shoot it for me |
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I've really got to get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here |
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Gotta get a fast ride out of here now |
