| 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
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| 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 |