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She finishes her drink and waits for him
She never thinks ahead of what she's gonna say
Her brown eyes spin she hates the taste of gin
She takes another shot anyway
Her boss calls him loose he uses and uses
So many girls and he's on his way thinking:
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
She's smoking at the bar
When he walks into her spider web
He knows nothing about her kind
But she knows just how far he'll get
His game is done his hand is on her leg
It's his last night around
But he's still thinking to himself:
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
She takes him out in the alley
Pushes him up against the wall
Gives him a lethal injection
To the gutter she watches him fall
She's made her hit she'll get her reward
The widow watches laughing from the window nextdoor
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
I'll get a blonde I'll get a brunette
I'll get a blonde I'll get a redhead he says
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