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Well he ran around
Late at night
Holding hands
Makin light
Of everything
That came before
But there she was
Behind the door

She hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
Because they ruined her name
She hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
And they never were the same

Theres nothing worse
In this world
Than payback from
A jealous girl
The laws of man
They don't apply
When blood gets in
A womans eye

Well she hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
Because they ruined her name
She hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
And they never were the same

Stars did fall
Thunder rolled
Bugs crawled back
In their holes
The couple screamed
But it was far too late
A jealous heart
Did retaliate

She hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
Because they ruined her name
Well she hit them with
Her ten cent pistol
And they never been the same

Oh the same

Oh the same

Never been the same

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