two feet they come a creeping like a black cat do
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and two bodies are laying naked the creeper thinks he's got nothing to lose
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so he creeps into this house and unlocks the door
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and as a man's reaching for his trousers he shoots him full of thirty eight holes
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mister saturday night special got a barrel that's blue and cold
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it ain't no good for nothing but put a man six feet in a hole
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big jim's been drinking whiskey and playing poker on a losing night
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and pretty soon old jim starts a thinking somebody been cheating and lying
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so big jim commences to fighting i wouldn't tell you no lie
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and big jim done pulled his pistol he shot his friend right between the eyes
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mister saturday night special got a barrel that's blue and cold
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it ain't no good for nothing but put a man six feet in a hole
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mister saturday night special for twenty dollars you can buy yourself one too
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hand guns are made for killing they ain't no good for nothing else
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and if you like to drink your whiskey you might even shoot yourself
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so why don't we dump them people to the bottom of the sea
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before some old fool comes around here and want to shoot either you or me
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mister saturday night special got a barrel that's blue and cold
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it ain't no good for nothing but put a man six feet in a hole
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mister saturday night special i'd like to tell you what you can do with it too
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Saturday Night Special
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| Great White |
