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