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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 home and her own Mustang
And a account at sears
She had everything that a could want
To happy for the rest of her years

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

They'd town on a late night train
Heading for the
Dolly slipped the wheel of her mustang
a piece between her breast

If it seemed just like a
Or a of bad TV
They should have had a of Dolly's face
As she drove across the

With daggers for her fallen man
An venom in her
It was nearly when she caught them up
out in a picnic park

But the thing that 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 she'd passed up at
Well, she dumped pistol in a ditch
And she home alone