Key: B major
Intro 1
Verse 1
Last
Saturday night,
A half a dress, one stocking.
Fortunately, she had on underwear.
She had on her go -go boots.
She's standing on the corner waiting
for the light to change so she can make it across
the street.
With my left hand, I pointed my
Don't shoot.
City
I'll marry you with anybody you
Shut up, no.
Don't shoot!
Don't kill me!
Here's the key!
Let every man in the house!
No!
First
National
said, all right,
Don't shoot, don't kill us.
Get the key to the main vault!
Go get it out!
No,
Sluke, shut up, no!
Then what?
I want that transistor radio.
And when I died...
...the old baldhead
Baptist preacher...
...standing beside my grave...
...reading this ashes to
ashes, dust to dust...
Every time the fool said
a word, he had to cuss.
Amen.
Them old ladies got him inside
the grave.
She was just a cryin' a boo -hoo.
Turnin' flips, inhalin' dust,
spittin' out dirt,
grass in her hair, dirt in her mouth,
runnin' out the nose.
Ah, ah, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
cool it.
What's the matter?
Just because he's dead,
It's going to be the reason
why you have to go.
She said, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
He said, then what?
He's taking with him my transistor radio,
yo, yo, yo,
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