Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
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But he was doin' her wrong
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He was doin' her wrong in a bad way
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But she was good and strong
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He was her man, but he was a jerk
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Was in a hotel with Nellie Blye
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And the gun went rooty-toot-toot
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Shot the bastard in the heart
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And ruined his nice suit
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He was her man, but he was no damn good
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So they took him up to the graveyard
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And stuck him in the dirt
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Which was oh-so very sad,
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And a waste of a nice clean shirt
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He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong
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He had no idea what happened
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He was waving hello to God
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He died from eating squirrel,
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And they laid him in the sod
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He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong
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So that was Frankie and Johnny
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And that's the end of my song
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She put a hose in his tailpipe
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'Cause he had done her wrong
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He was her man, and that's all she wrote
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Frankie & Johnny
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Lindsay Lohan |