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Intro: C
F C
I slipped on her shoe; she was a perfect size seven.
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I said, "There's no smoking in the store, ma'am."
F
She crossed her legs and then
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We made some small talk; that's where it should have stopped.
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She slipped me her number; I put it in my pocket.
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My hand slipped up her skirt; everything slipped my mind
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In that little roadhouse
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On Highway 29.
It was a small town bank; it was a mess.
Well, I had a gun. You know the rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we headed south
On Highway 29.
