Johnny, Johnny Kool Went out for a drive He hopped right in that long black car With his baby by his side
Johnny, Johnny Kool In a run-down '50 cadillac Jumped out the door Pulled out his forty-four And shot his baby three times in the back
Johnny, Johnny Kool He ain't afraid to break all the rules Johnny, Johnny Kool He never planned on comin' back
Johnny, Johnny Kool Never thought he'd use the rod at all Then he said hey daddy-o Put all your money in the bag Or you'll be starin' At your brains on the wall
Johnny, Johnny Kool Thought he'd try the man on for size So he took steady aim At that spinnin' red light But he wound up puttin' One right between the eyes
Johnny, Johnny Kool He ain't afraid to break all the rules Johnny, Johnny Kool He never planned on comin' back
Now Johnny, Johnny Kool Headed for the Arizona line But word had gotten out On the police radio And he got as far As Hollywood and Vine
Johhny, Johnny Kool Shot it out with California's best But in the end he laid there dead In a pool of crimson red Now someone else Would put him to the test
Johnny, Johnny Kool He ain't afraid to break all the rules Johnny, Johnny Kool He never planned on comin' back
Johnny, Johnny Kool He ain't afraid to break all the rules Johnny, Johnny Kool He never planned on comin' back