| Frankie and Johnny were lovers
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| Man how those two cats could love
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| They promised to dig one another
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| Long as stars remained above
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| He was her mate
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| But he couldn’t fly straight
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| Now he was a cat that was lazy
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| Thinking of work made him frown
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| And she had a bank that was crazy
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| And his loans were not turned down
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| She was his fool
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| And he played it real cool
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| They sashayed down to the ballroom
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| A place where you go chaperoned
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| Strictly a come as you are room
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| And the clientelle were stoned
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| Everyone was juiced
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| As you may have deduced
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| The evening was sulty and torid
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| And Frankie was limp from the heat
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| She planted a kiss on his forehead
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| Then she beat out a swift retreat
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| For as you might suppose
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| She had to powder her nose
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| Enter a doll named Anellie
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| A weirdie the hipster would boast (?)
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| Man poets like Byron or Shelley
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| Would have dubbed this chick the most
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| Jack this gal came on
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| Sort of like a female Don Juan
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| You never saw such a tangle
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| That Frankie sure fought for her gent
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| She threw punches from ev’ry angle
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| Man it looked like the main event
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| Someone rang a bell
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| But daddy-o they couldn’t save Nell
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| Frankie had whipped out a pistol
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| And everyone made for the door
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| She started bustin the crystal
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| Jack she made that cannon roar
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| Now ladies be careful!
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| Look out!
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| Frankie put down that gun!
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| And when she fired the last shot
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| Did johnny hear?
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| He did not
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| Man she was such a lady
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| Oh how that Frankie did suffer
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| Her tears were falling like rain
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| The sheriff who came in to cuff her
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| Used the cuffs with the platinum chain
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| And nobody knew
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| Just who was takin in who
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| Now everyone bows when they pass her
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| And frankie’s the toast of the town
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| Man the moral is really a gasser
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| If he cheats simply shoot him down
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| He was her mate
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| But he wouldn’t fly straight
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| Here’s a thought for you to contemplate
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| If you want to love you gotta fly straight
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| Any questions? |