(B. Walker, J. Harte, D. Child)
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I first saw her struttin’ down the street, decked in black.
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She had her hair teased up lookin’ sharp as a tack.
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She had all the guys lookin’ like zombies in a trance.
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Swingin’ them hips in her tight little pants.
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She’s got a rose tattoo where the sun don’t shine,
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And a Mississippi drawl sweet as Mullberry wine.
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Burnin’ in your britches for a piece of her pie.
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She’s got a switch blade tongue to cut you back down to size boy.
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She’s a bad girl lookin’ for a hell of a time.
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She’ll drive you mad boy.
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Spend your last nickel and dime.
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Look out she’s danger city.
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Her streets are paved with broken hearts.
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Look out she’s danger city.
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Once you see her lights glitter in the night, you’re gone.
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Catches a man like dogs catch fleas.
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Every Tom, Dick and Harry goin’ down on their knees.
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Chewin’ up, spittin’ out everybody in town.
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It’s enough to make the country population go down boy.
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She’s just a bad girl lookin’ for a hell of a time.
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She’ll drive you mad boy,
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Take you to the end of the line.
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Look out she’s danger city.
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Her streets are paved with broken hearts.
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Look out she’s danger city.
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Once you see her lights glitter in the night, you’re gone.
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Better not take a bite or you’ll be dead before the night is done.
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She’s Danger City/Seven Hills Saloon
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| Marvelous 3 |
