I was cutting a rug Down at a place called Jug With a girl named Linda Lu When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who He said, "Hey fat fellow With the hair colored yellow Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you" I said, "Excuse" I was scared and fearing for my life I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree 'Cause he was lean, mean Big and bad, Lord Pointin' that gun at me Oh, wait a minute, Mister I didn't even kiss her Don't want no trouble with you And I know you don't owe me But I wish you would let me Ask one favor from you Oh, won't you give me three steps Gimme three steps, Mister Gimme three steps towards the door Gimme three steps Gimme three steps, Mister And you'll never see me no more, for sure Well, the crowd cleared away And I began to pray And the water fell on the floor And I'm telling you son Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lu And that's the break I was looking for And you could hear me screaming a mile away As I was headed out towards the door Oh, won't you give me three steps Gimme three steps, Mister Gimme three steps towards the door Gimme three steps Gimme three steps, Mister And you'll never see me no more Show me the back door © DUCHESS MUSIC CORPORATION; LONGITUDE MUSIC CO.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com