Jessie always seemed like a hell of a guy buy your drinks party up till the end of the night.
Until he met this pretty little thing at a show he liked to watch that girl come he liked to watch that girl go.
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And now he running, running into the night
You can't stop this train until the morning light
And he's driving, driving fast as he can with a Bottle of Jack and a Gun in his hand.

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She was a long legged beauty with the brains to match, she could light up a room when she started to dance.
Jessie was putting in the overtime just to give that girl things you know that money can't buy.

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Came home one night a dozen roses in hand and when he opened the door he found another man.
Pretty little thing tried to cry and beg but then he pulled out his gun and he shot em both dead
and now he's

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