Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
Slim Cessna’s Auto Club
She was a blonde from the bottle, when she rode in from out West
Her middle name was Trouble
I put her to the test
She scowled and she spat at me
But that didn't worry me none
She'd be sayin i love you when she saw the barrel of my gun
She had a set of 44s she pointed at my face
She was dressed up in leather, trimmed up in lace
I said can i kiss you
She said hey you ain't my son
She'd be sayin i love you when she saw the barrel of my gun
Bang bang
Yes she could
Bang bang
It's understood
From the hip
Bang bang
My shot cracks out like a whip
Her looks are like a hammer
Breakin hearts all around
Her legs are like a draw bridge whenever the fleet hits town
I made a move, came closer
She said Slim you ain't gettin none
She'd be sayin i love you when she saw the barrel of my gun
Yes she could
Bang bang
It's understood
Bang bang
From the hip
My shot cracks out, like a whip