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Now, it was just like Frankie and Johnny And it was just like Stagger Lee Dolly Summers was a simple girl From a mid-west family With a stucco home and
through your past I'm on a role and I'm moving away to fast (Alright) Aren't we always looking over our shoulders? Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters
right through your past I'm on a role And I'm moving way to fast (Alright) Aren't we always looking over our shoulders Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters
a late night train Heading for the West Dolly slipped behind the wheel of her Mustang With a piece between her breast She put a pistol in her shoulder holster
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someone else, Whos waking up to your smile. He's watching you sleep, And hearing about your dreams... But if he gets any closer, Im gonna put on my holster
Translation: Ben Folds Five. Dick Holster.
Translation: King, Diana. 357 In My Holster.
Translation: John, Elton. Shoulder Holster.
Translation: Hayden. Holster.
Translation: Morcheeba. Shoulder Holster.
Translation: Morcheeba. Shoulder Holsters.
through your past I'm on a role And I'm moving way to fast (Alright) Aren't we always looking over our shoulders Aren't we always drawing guns from our holsters
