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Now, it was just like Frankie and
And it was like Stagger Lee
Dolly Summers was a simple
a mid-west family

With a stucco and her own Mustang
And a account at sears
She had that a girl could want
To live for the rest of her years

But the that she wanted most of all
Was the thing she had lost
To the arms of a black jack hustler
By the name of floss

They'd slipped town on a late night
for the west
Dolly slipped behind the wheel of her
With a piece her breast

If it seemed like a movie
Or a of bad TV
They should have had a picture of face
As she drove across the

With drawn for her fallen man
An venom in her
It was nearly dawn when she them up
Making out in a picnic

But the that shook her rigid
As she for her gun
Was the state of the man that she'd once
And thought of as the one

And as she looked on the chances
That passed up at home
Well, she quietly pistol in a ditch
And she headed alone