SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL

Two feets they come a creepin' Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin' naked Creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man's reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of thirty eight holes It's the Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey And playin' poker on a losin' night Pretty soon Big Jim starts a thinkin' Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' So Big Jim commences to fightin' I wouldn't tell ya no lie And Big Jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes It's the Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole Hand guns are made for killin' Ain't no good for nothin' else And if you like to drink your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don't we dump 'em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me It's the Saturday night special Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in a hole