If your man done got you down Shoot his ass If your man's been running around Shoot his ass If your man just drives you crazy If he's dumb or mean or lazy Tell the judge it all went hazy, Shoot his ass
Come to my gun shop on the edge of town Shoot his ass Choose your piece and lay your money down Shoot his ass Take the gun back to your street Make him grovel at your feet Kiss his cheek and smile real sweet and then Shoot his ass
Inspector thought your case worth a listen Oh it looked a little yeah suspicious
Make it look like an accident and Shoot his ass. Mama, let me know if his room's for rent, Shoot his ass Go upstairs to your jewelry drawer Put six shells in your .44, Yeah, there's gonna be blood on your no-wax floor, mama, Shoot his ass
And he'll sing no no no no, don't kill me baby No no no no don't kill me baby No no no no no no no no, don't kill me baby
You might leave on a 12 to life journey Shoot his ass But you might do better with a good attorney Shoot his ass
Take that oath on a 12 mile run Tell the judge you were just cleaning your gun And you'd never do that to your only one Shoot his ass Yeah, shoot his ass Yeah, shoot his ass
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