| My name is Stagger Lee
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| And I’m walking through the ice and snow
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| And my girl threw me out last week
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| And I’m fucking broke
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| Nothing but this dollar in my pocket and my Colt .45
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| Don’t look at me the wrong way…
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| Cause I got nothing to lose tonight
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| I walk into JD’s
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| I put a dollar down
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| I turn a dollar into a few
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| I start drinking and I turn around
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| Cause I feel a pair of eyes burning into the back of my neck
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| He’s whispering to the barkeep
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| The goddamn fool won’t stop staring at me
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| So I shoot up from my seat and press the cold steel to his head and said
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| «Don't you know who the fuck I am?»
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| He said, «Stagger Lee, please don’t take my life
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| I’ve got a kid back home
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| And I’ve got a wife.»
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| He said, «Please, Stagger, please
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| I’m a friend, not a foe. |
| But your girl is with Billy at the Flamingo
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| I just thought you should know.»
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| So I pistol whip him in the teeth and walk outside
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| Steal the first fast car I see. |
| A
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| Nd as my blood starts to boil…
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| I start to take a little ride
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| Leave the car running
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| Pull down the brim of my Black Stetson Hat
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| Look around and I see no witness
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| One last drink from my silver flask
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| I kick open the door. |
| I see their bodies intertwined
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| I see the fear in their eyes. |
| I point my Colt .45
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| And I feel divine
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| Stagger Lee… you’re a bad, bad man
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| Oh Stagger Lee, you’re going straight to hell |