Was a fast tough woman loved to play the clown

You won't do nothin' about it

Break a good boy's resistance down

Know she's got a pistol

Laid it down on me

She said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy

You gotta shoot it for me

Convinced me that she was worth it

Never knew I was her kill

And two 45's would do the trick and pay the bills



*Know she's got a pistol

Laid it down on me

And she said shoot, shoot, shoot it boy

You gotta shoot it for me



** I've really got to get a fast ride out of here

Gotta get a fast ride out of here

Gotta get a fast ride out of here

Gotta get a fast ride out of here now



--solo--



Holding out in my hotel room police they finally come

Had her as the prosecution, and my prints upon the gun



* Repeat

** Repeat